in the summer time

Tue, 07/23/2019 - 19:46 -- carosel

my hair is dark

in the summer time

before it was light

in the winter

it doesn't really 

make any sense

it was different before

but before I didn't need

a steady light in the 

colder months

to remind me that 

everything is not

what it seems

and before I didn't need

to obsess over

things that don't matter

only my hair changes

the world is still here

and I still am too

This poem is about: 
Me

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