Another one of those days...
fill the head with doubt, asking why you are not about.
How can we live in the destruction of the chaos?
We become exposed, explode and continue on with our creation.
The innocence taken away, the innocence turned to anguish, bursting to expose.
I go again, to ask again, why you don't you just show up!
Don't you feel my anguish?
My anger rushes...
Not for the ones that are lost, they are luckier than us, we are still left behind...
To be called out due to my race, does my destruction make your existence a better fate?
To be hated for what I cannot control...
To hate another race, amazing, how we continue to fuck up each others flow.
If only we could rejoice on our accomplishments, share what makes us bright!
Alas, we continue to harp on hatred, we are unable to rise above.
If we could go back to the time of zero...and
Love each other for what makes us, us.
Like the beauty of the snowflake, no one is made exactly like us.
We are incredibly lucky, it sucks it hardly ever feels like the luck truly flows...
I try every single day, isn't it time you returned the favor, dear old friend?
I keep waiting for your return, and all I get is death at every turn.
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