At work thoughts

loveisfree143

For I am an anomaly

the strangest of my kind

for all the unsaid words and silence

it destroys me inside instead

breathing through my nose

and crying from the heart

thinking maybe I was doomed from the start.

hopeless, out of luck

thinking everyday what it would be like to give up

Comments +

sorenbarrett September 19th, 2026 15:51
A most interesting write where the author characterizes themself as odd. Are we not all odd each one different than another. Nicely written with rhyme, well done

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