thorn

Do you know how it is
to give in to the everyday
untold desperations?
During the long sleepless night

Am I getting slightly old
by letting a hope go?
Am I getting slightly old
by telling a small lie?

How do I look with
my awkward face?
Do I smile properly?

Getting the darkness down,
I can see a little solace
When the sad moment is gone
I feel enfolding epiphany

Am I getting slightly old
by letting them all in?
Am I getting slightly old
by passing it over?

How do I look with
my watery eyes?
Do I cry properly?
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