Put on the armor like a coat far too big.
Its old and worn and not mine
But i put it on anyway,
The heaviness on my shoulders
Makes me feel like atlas,
Except this is not my burden to bear.
I shoulder it anyway.
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Hopeless State Of Mind
PoetrySad peoms and stories from built up emotions & memories over the past 3 years.
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Put on the armor like a coat far too big.
Its old and worn and not mine
But i put it on anyway,
The heaviness on my shoulders
Makes me feel like atlas,
Except this is not my burden to bear.
I shoulder it anyway.