How sad,
When you put so much effort
But it's still not enough
How sad,
When you've wasted so much time
But it's still not enough
How sad,
When you've invested your heart and soul
But it's still not enough
Then, I suddenly realized that I'm not sad.
I'm angry.
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Soliloquized
PoetryA collection of poems and prose. Grief, melancholy, pain, and maybe, just maybe I could write something that resembles happiness too.
