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Jan 2022
It’s time

Difficult life can be, decisions, choices who does it serve

Often mistakenly, selfish I am called

Despite my heart, my love, I simply observe

So I have built a wall

A wall that keeps me safe, content but ultimately alone

I trust those close yet sometimes expectations arise

Pulling me, to a place unknown

Just living and trying to satisfy others, that is my prize

The next chapter the next life I hope to do better

There is another chance? There is more

I sit, ponder, should I send a letter

The world spins, circles the sun, I continue to be unsure

Unsure
Unsure
Wondering
Wandering

Now what?
Written by
Michael Southerland
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