So many skeletons in the closet I sometimes get jealous of em
Safe and sound locked in with no worries about tomorrow
Sometimes I get jealous of the ones who have their whole life planned when I have so much uncertainty I'm fighting just to be
Alive ain't worth it when nothing seems to be ahead of you
I'm afraid of what comes next because I dont know what comes next there is so much that I dont know and I dont know how much longer I can take it
So if I seem a bit off just know that I'm fighting just to be
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PoesíaPoetry written by me. Featuring my experiences, some bad metaphors, and everything in-between. Mostly free-verse. Ongoing.
