Always wondering closely to what is within reach
just to have to step back from what could be there
Giving out more then should
to feel left behind in the quietness of mind
Jagged by things of past
jaded deep within the heart, cracked and close to broken
Can standing tall be so hard
when height is not even the problem
Widen eyes that see everything
thought working faster then needed
Just to once again, sit quietly in a corner
knowing that nothing is really there.
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