I was never good at being
I never was
Never have been
Am not
And probably never will be
I took a deep breath the other day
I think I caught somebody see me do it
They didn’t smile
But neither did they cry
If i really existed I would tell you i love you
I would tell you time tickles my feet
I look at you a lot, I try to breathe you
You are real thus I don’t need to be
I can be a broken thought’s saddest phantasy
I can be that
Probably am
I’d be that if only I get to be
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
I was never good at being
I never was
Never have been
Am not
And probably never will be
I took a deep breath the other day
I think I caught somebody see me do it
They didn’t smile
But neither did they cry
If i really existed I would tell you i love you
I would tell you time tickles my feet
I look at you a lot, I try to breathe you
You are real thus I don’t need to be
I can be a broken thought’s saddest phantasy
I can be that
Probably am
I’d be that if only I get to be
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