How am I supposed to know
If I'm not happy?
What's my guage, my understanding?
What is normal?
What is not?
I'm not really sure I know.
The tree's bows are burdened by the fruit.
Pulling itself over
With the sheer weight of abundance
Is this just stress?
An accumulation of life
The daily grind
Or does it go deeper?
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 3:55 AM UTC
How am I supposed to know
If I'm not happy?
What's my guage, my understanding?
What is normal?
What is not?
I'm not really sure I know.
The tree's bows are burdened by the fruit.
Pulling itself over
With the sheer weight of abundance
Is this just stress?
An accumulation of life
The daily grind
Or does it go deeper?
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