I was a grain of sand
In a glass of water
The forever missing piece
To some long lost beach
Swirling around in that glittering cup
Every current of the ocean could not compare
To the loneliness of the glass
The gentle despair
How far did I float?
How long did I let myself be dragged along?
Just to end up here alone.
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We All Grow Up
Poetryi started this collection of thoughts and feelings before i had really grown up. legally i'm supposed to be grown up now, but i'm still writing. i think it's going to be a long time before this collection feels complete, and i feel grown up.
