What I Realized During The Awkward Silence

Thu, 04/25/2013 - 23:22 -- neon471


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My inadequacy
Has spawned storms on the sea
As everyone that matters
Has climbed up the ladder
They've escaped my tether
And found bigger and better
They insist there’s still love
But not quite enough
Forced smiles, small talk
I know something’s off
But i'd like to address
my one last unrest
Year after year
It never became clear
I never did see
What you first saw in me.


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