I don't deserve every cent
That they have spent
Because of me
As I aspire to swim frantically
Across the deep blue sea
Until they see
A chance of me being understood is as important
As deviant
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Soliloquized
PoetryA collection of poems and prose. Grief, melancholy, pain, and maybe, just maybe I could write something that resembles happiness too.
Deviant
I don't deserve every cent
That they have spent
Because of me
As I aspire to swim frantically
Across the deep blue sea
Until they see
A chance of me being understood is as important
As deviant
