Sensed this,
Not tensed,
Yet happy,Other than,
What I used to be,
I wasn't used to me,
I am now,
Just a little bit,
Than I used to think,Used to jump ahead,
Of what I thought,
Without holding hands,
Acting like I don't need to be caught,
Been lost,
But was settled,Wanted drugs,
But now I feel better,
Though I never had them,
But people always said that,
I did, so what was the point if I did?
They couldn't change their beliefs,
Guess I just stopped hearing;Lack a lot,
Slack a bot,
Used to be a little part,
Now I'm standing proud,
Not yet but I'm around;~V
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31 days in MAY
PoetryA collaborative poetry compilation, throughout the whole of May.