You're out here sleeping all right while
I'm up worrying the whole damn night.
I never truly bite
But tonight, something just don't feel right.
I stay up till the morning light
Hoping that I might just take flight.
It doesn't happen, wish as I might.
I might as well just give up this fight.
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Untitled Poetry
PoetryNothing but a bit of random poetry in the form of jumbled thoughts.