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

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