who would have known that i could still feel this way
maybe i should change my name to
everlonely
as i have no one to go to
and who would have known that i would fight to rest
maybe i should change my name to
evertired
and who would have known that i would feel inadequate
maybe i should change my name to
neverenough
and maybe i should stop trying
at what i should stop
i don't know
but i do know i can't keep doing this
and who would have known
i could come home to rest
and leave more tired
maybe i should change my name to
soulless
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The Thing of Universes
PoetryWe are in an infinite and ever expanding universe. Sometimes we expand too.