I hate my life
I hate my life
I hate my life
Kick the can.
Tackle Uncle Sam.
Take out the trash
And drop it on my foot.
A scraped knee.
A lost key.
There's somewhere that I'd rather be.
I love you
I love you
I love you
Recycle the can.
A certain degree of respect for the Old Man.
Take out the trash and leave it behind.
A bandage.
A found key.
Still, there's somewhere I'd rather be.
With you.
Please, please, please.
Let it be.
And don't let go.
Not tonight.
Not ever.
For no reason whatsoever.
Let's just hold on forever.
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Life Evaluations
PoesíaI do not usually write much poetry. When I do, I'll post it here. Thank you for your support and for reading. It means a lot to me :D