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Thursday, July 25, 2013
How much flesh must I carry for you to see me?
How many thoughts must I balance on my head,
For your eyes to peer into me?
Are the things I say not tasty enough?
I can only speak in between breaths and these days the air is absent from my lungs.
The struggle of carrying what I never chose to pick up, weighs on my back.
If I could say three words, they would be I love... me.
Encouragement is a myth posted on billboards and as I walk, they scream at me
and not to be,
What I want to be,
How I should be.
Ants crawl out of the openings in my palms and do a dance.
They are happier than those who named them.
They play their roll.
Nature has accepted them.
Maybe one day I will be an ant.