Wednesday, 1 April 2015

lonely but free

at times like these,
i wonder why i could have ever thought
i could survive living
in an amazon of human beings.

i'm never good enough when being compared,
but standalone i know each of my imperfections:
they still keep me happy.

i'm sorry,
i will never be good enough for society.
i know i can be better
but i don't know how to be other than me.

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