The worthiness of self doubtfully awakened
Premature happiness turns out to be imposed
For those words you withhold – snowflake stare
My heart seeking answers, burns
In fact, we were not breaking the cold
Everything assured it had to stop
Of emptiness one’s shame – single dot
Before the sentence has started
Thought when you talk – a beautiful smile
Wasn’t for me to be down the line
And it feels heavy, getting to know
There is no place that I’m calling home
Being ignored, brushed off – like a fly
In self-defence I will say goodbye





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