17 mar 2020

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Not everything goes your way
Not every blade of grass follows the breeze
Not everyone is who you need
You don't have the remote

Take a walk outside, just you
Take a break and feel
Amongst infinite leaves through time,
How many four leaved clovers?

With hope you start the trial and error
You will still pick infinite three leaved ones
Choices do go wrong
Leaves and people alike

It's hard to just pick
To try makes you feel heartless
But you let people sample you
Let them ruin you, breaking trust

Everyone gets broken
Wounds bleed and old scars open up
Not everyone will be there to stop it
You for yourself
You will have situations
Times when you'll need people
Your mostly reserved nature
Ain't gonna save you there

It does save from some pain
Testing and filtering people out
Buy you time to heal
In the end it's just luck and fate
Just You till the right people come
~Zeta #poetry

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