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Anya Jul 2018
Many people worry
about whether
They are too insignificant, unnoticed, not included
Or too noticed, too many obligations
Too many expectations
Yet when you think
A city
within a state
Within a country
Within a continent
WITHIN AN EARTH
WITHIN A GALAXY
On and on and on
...
Or the other way
A STATE
A CITY
A neighborhood
A school
a friend group
a best friend
Why can’t you make your own bubble?
As big as you want it
Or small and closed tight
You can’t complain for lack of people or space either way
considering our humongous galaxy
And if it fails
Move
Look for new
OUR WORLD IS HUGE AND YOU HAVE THE FREEDOM TO FORM YOUR OWN BUBBLE
Anya Jul 2018
I want her to only look at me
Talk to me
Laugh with me
Think of me
Hang with me
Be with me
Only me
But she has him
And her
And them
But I don’t have them
So I want her
But she wants so much more
Anya Jul 2018
I know I should
get up
and do the ten thousand things
on my bucket list
But it’s a summer day
and my couch is
so soft
Anya Jul 2018
I am no celestial
I have no wings of gold
But
Rather than focusing on what we don’t have
What do we?
Anya Jul 2018
You
Crystalline pearls
    Bleary vision
      The facade of strength brutally ripped off
         Money
         Genius
         Strength
          What does it all matter?
        All that’s left is me
      And despite it all
    despite the gaping hole in my chest
  My lips remain upturned
at the thought of you
Anya Jul 2018
So many people want to be
DIFFERENT
To stand out
Be unique, brilliant, and attractive
like a shining star
So many people want to be the
same
To conform
To fit in and belong like feet in a
snug pair of shoes
But, why?
When one always wants the other is one really better?
Anya Jul 2018
When you watch the sun set
what do you see?
The world aglow with
The sun’s last melody
A parting farewell
Or perhaps
A last clinging hope
To keep one good friend
Or at least imprint
A memory in our hearts
Of glimmering lights with orange hue
Before the sun rise starts anew
And our previous memories are washed away
As our mind turns to small common place affairs
And we start another day
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