I sit down in this room; alone and all afraid
because I don't know what life could come up with tomorrow
it can approach me, tell me I'm wrong, or just bury me under its pixie dust.
I sit down in this room; cold and frightened
because I don't know where I'll be next week
it can come up at surprise and I'll be scarred for eternity.
I sit down in this room; crying and pained
because I don't know what might happen to be now
I can vanish and never return...
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Mellifluous Murmurs
Poetry❁ Freedom is allowing the crisp air to guide you through this forest we can call society. ❁