Everybody Has That One Thing
Everybody has that one thing, that
Very special thing that they hold dear.
Everybody has that one thing that
Reigns over their every thought
Yelling and screaming and requesting attention.
That thing, for me, is
Having a life to live.
In the past year, I’ve almost taken my life away three times
Never did I succeed, thankfully, though I came close once.
Grateful for the life I live
It seems awesome to me that
Something so precious is still here
And also so easily overlooked.
When you think of life, almost nobody thinks of it
Ending
Some do, my old self included in that.
Only, they are the ones that truly know how amazing and awesome life can be
Maybe, they don’t recognize it, but
Everybody knows—it’s that one thing for everyone
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