It’s crowded in here
There’s a lot of noise,
It’s not always easy
Maintaining posture
And acting so poise.
If I was transparent
Would people ever see
I wear pain like Armour
But it’s never easy
To be like me.
K
Never easy..
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It sounds like you argue with yourself a bit. Like me lol
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Haha it’s healthy to argue with yourself hehe x
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Thats ok. I must be very healthy then!
How are you?
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Haha you must be immortal by now! And I’m good thanks you x
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I dunno if i could live forever! Lol
I’m good thanks. Its always nice to see you about! ☺
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Likewise always good to hear from you c
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🙂 x
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“But it’s never easy To be like me.” Nor me. Well said.
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Thank you x
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transparent
to your affection,
my being;
yet forever
opaque
for your,
claws.
beautiful poem…….sadness and frustration of dealing with this stupid world everyday………..very relatable……….loved it! 🙂 🙂
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Thank you I’m glad you did x
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my pleasure…… 🙂 🙂
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.
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Thank you x
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You’re welcome
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Wow it’s not easy to be me…lovely poem
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Thank you lovely x
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“Never easy..” so true; but I’m grateful nonetheless. Just stopped by to thank you for your recent like/follow on Shift Key and look at your excellent blog. Well done.
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Ahh no problem and keep up the good work x
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