Stop Staring at Me
They always mock me.
Staring from the sky,
Hiding behind the clouds,
And would never touch the grass believing they are superior.
I grimace feeling hopeless
forcing my head to look up at you even though my eyes would go vulnerable.
The ubiquitous sun and moon.
You'll always mock me to this day.
But my pain, sorrow, regrets, and sins will go away.
And ill never have to look at you again. For you are my shadow.
My motivation.
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