When I feel excessive joy,
my mind quickly reminds me
how dangerous happiness is
Moments are too fleeting
So it's easy to forget
the weight of my everyday sadness
Do I embrace it—
or should I stay grounded?
I wish my mind wouldn't
conspire with the world
against me.
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A Meaningless Collection
PoetryA collection of variously themed poems that I write mostly on my commute to class or when I can't find a reason to fall asleep.
