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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 ...

Everyone



Not everyone will miss you.
Not everyone will love you.
Not everyone will see you.
Nor seek you..
Or hold you..
And not everyone will understand you.
Not anyone will make you cry.
Not anyone will fetch you lie.
Not anyone will take you.
Or shake you.
And push the world for you.
If that one does..
If that one you find.
Then even a single moment counts.
And even a nickel mounts.
That one can be anyone among everyone.
But if that one did pause time.
It’s not to be considered mime.
Yet No one is left..
No one can get lonely.
And no one goes dark.
Holding onto the last bark..
But no one is brave teaches you love.
When no one is around.
Standing aloof in the crowd..
Bruised yet healing proud.

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