Them
How do they do it, The ones with the smiles? They make it seem so easy, yet I have walked for miles and still cannot work it out. No solution; to that which is easy, for them. They are lucky, What I would give! To not question, analyse and die One death a day. [Sometimes more] Dramatic is my middle name, Ironic too, I failed at acting. Do they act? The ones with the smiles? I don't believe they do. Its natural. I’m not so different, I’m just the same. Perhaps I don't want to be.. like them.
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"After all this you still write poetry? What about? The world, love, particular people, how extraordinary it all is, what a gift it is to be alive in the world and know you’re alive." Yuri Zhivago, Boris Pasternak
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