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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

Sitting Beside You

I cannot sit beside you
While you cry.
Dripping drops of tears
Without trying to Stop the smear.
I cannot sit beside you
While you think
As I am afraid
Destiny doesn’t seldom blink.
I cannot sit beside you
While you pray.
Wishing all you want
To be yours as you may.
I cannot sit beside you
When there is someone
Already chosen
For you to stay.
I cannot sit beside you
Yet I won’t deny
That every day
My promise fades
But truth evades
Engraving it to the last evening shade.

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