Commitment Questions

Connections, all over my face
and hide.
Denting my pride, for the sake
of a chase.
My eyes glaze over, with mixed
emotions to intake.
Some feelings inside, just don’t
sit right.
It’s not crying, not dying but
somewhere in-between.
Must be this time of year, makes
me despair.
Auburn shades of brown, can’t shift
this frown.
It’s difficult for us babe, we can’t
stand straight.
I think I know now, I really do
think I know.
Sometimes I forget, but you’re always
there to remind me.
And it’s cool, so cool.

How privileged I am.


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