Editions
I am the one you see
Don’t believe me when I say
One thing that can make me have a better day
Not in the way you think, just in the way i am
To be nothing but
Have a better day is
Always in the say
Value what you have
Even if you don’t know how
Accepted and rejected
Vacated and hollow
Obsolete is an understatement
Illness is foul
Call me what you want
Editions are yet to come
This poem is about:
Me