Poetry & Self-Awareness

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I’m taking notes, while my mind flows

I go back and check what I wrote

My words are cold, I get chilly, I put on my coat

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I step outside, because I almost cried

My emotions are running wild, the emotional portal is wide

Out of breath like I’m about to die

The world is cold, but it could’ve been a worse ride

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My hands are tied, I want to help, but I can’t even help myself

Fought so hard for them, I drained my own energy, I lost the fight, I lost my guide

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I’m taking notes, I want to help them, but their selfish ways blocked me, disqualified me

I won’t deny, I used to put them first, now I won’t let it slide

I’m taking notes…

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