how is it that when light and gas undergo great pressure they turn into a star
but i slip and decay
don't say the things i want to say
how is that when carbon's deposits undergo great pressure they turn into a diamond
but i die and fall away
and i do it everyday
shouldn't i be beautiful by now
shouldn't i be something great
because i just feel the same
if not worse
can't i be special
special enough to be a diamond or a star
special enough not to fall apart
after all the pressure put on top of me
shouldn't i be turned into beauty
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World's Largest Ball of Twine/ Dallas
Poesíaa bunch of scattered poems about everything