This is for a people

This is for a people
Who drink from half empty cups
Are afraid to love a bigger thing
For the fear of messing up
And this is for a people
Who's souls go which a ways
And their happiness goes up and down
But their sadness always stays

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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