Seeing their pain
The story's the same
I hurt you. You hurt me.
What is to gain
Besides closer to insane
Living the life that they lead.
I got close too.
Becoming like you.
When you know better
That's what you do.
Living through hell.
Stuck in your shell.
Meditated your every move.
That is no life.
Words like a knife.
The 'fight' is what needs to improve.
Don't follow suit.
Past sure to reboot.
Try to grow and find your own groove.
~Introverted Sage~
- Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 29th, 2023 22:23
- Category: Family
- Views: 3
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