Writing for my sanity.
Bits of my humanity.
Will I ever feel happy,
or content to simply be?
I’m a cat stuck in a tree.
A flower that needs a bee.
A sailor who’s lost at sea.
Searching for tranquility.
At the gate I’ll pay my fee,
and hope that god accepts me.
Will I stay, or will I flee?
Hope. Despair. Me to a tee.
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My sentiments exactly. Not every day but today it resonates.
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