Heavy loaded.
How does one carry the load of longing 2 travel 2 the beyond.
Everything leaves a bitter taste in ones' mouth.
Never quite feel as if one could,should,ever belong.
People,and one,just can't sing the same song.
I bet he feels the same as does one?
They're not so different after all.
Not so different at all.
One is bored of trying 2 belong.
One isn't that good at singing anyway.
©Wired6.7/10/2021
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