I am enough, I surely am.
Why are you better than me?
I do not care about you, who are you even?
Why couldn't you bear with me?
A healing time.
I think I just got stung by a bee, or is it?
Leave me alone.
Why didn't you respond to the letter that I wrote?
I am me.
Who am I again?A Paradox.
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Wonder In Chaos
PoetryJust a collection of poems I be writing whenever I feel like doing so.