Some days I want to forget you
And listen to my own voice.
The mind wandering, the distractions
Are there of course
But when my voice would surface from the background
It would be authentic, real
Just the way I am.
I wouldn’t feel the pressure of changing me,
Nor my voice would change. For you.
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Cabinfever
There’s nothing left to tell
you, all there is a body
with an empty heart. So much is given, for nothing.reefs
