Me

I´m not defining myself through love,

I know I´m enough on my own

I only wish I could forward this affection

Towards my neglected self

Instead of everyone else.

 

I´m so tired, oh so tired

Won´t you hold me for a while

Don´t say a word,

Just let me have a sigh on your shoulder

The silent kind,

The one that doesn´t change a thing,

But leaves you hollow.

 

January 2016

 

 

 

 

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