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Apr 2012
I'm always being told how everything I do is
Too much
Or
Too little.

Too much caring
About people
Who honestly
, if asked,
Couldn't care less about me.

Too little love shown
To those who would
Have my back
No matter what.

Little mixed up mind.
Still learning what to
Too many,
Too few.

Too many fake friends.
Say they care,
Then stab you in the back.
All over hate for you.

To few friends who truly care.
Had your back,
Even when you were too busy
Ignoring them

I may not have the world figured out.
Then again, who does?
Too much to learn in a single lifetime.
Written by
Rachel Klein
755
   Shashank Virkud and Courtney
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