Stumbling and falling in
the mess that we cause
Rising from it and calling
it living
Running around looking for
answers
Though when found would we stop?
We drink we breathe
We cry when we bleed
But you do to me what he
did to you
And so it goes
Till there’s no feelings to
feel anymore.
Negative? Nah! We label and toss away
But appreciative and
grateful you will be
And when your eyes water
At least your heart
knows to smile.
The right and the wrong
The gleeful and the glum
Now that’s who we are!
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