A party for all those who care
Swear, cry, and laugh
Always joking
Red covers your cheeks
A grin there nonchalantly
Lately I've been wondering
How much do they care?
Your world could be fame
Glory, trash, or ludicrous
Even if they don't talk to you,
They care
The size of a pin
The world
Or all the planets combined
This is a fun day
Silent day
Celebrated day
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My Unstable Poetry
PoetryA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.