World on my Shoulders by Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr

Apr 2014

I am pondering breaking my pencil.
I wish the world was not so
precariously perched
on my shoulders.
One day it will fall
and everyone will be disappointed.
The only person truly happy would be me.

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