i feel that as i get
better
i get noticed
more
which is all for the
better
or so they say
i think that as i feel
better
i give love much
more
which is all for the
better
until i'm not okay
what is left
to give
when someone's all alone
in their thoughts they roam
monochrome
what is left
to live through
after every possible permutation
they're not at home
breathing
slowly
we
in this world
have so much to offer
even when
we feel like
we've got nothing else to give
for we
in this long-term
scale of the universe
have more than we
could ever capitalize on
YOU ARE READING
melted
Poetry❝the present was the present, and we didn't even know it.❞ dedicated to kjh and wb highest ranking: #27 in poetry
