able

its definitely okay to be alone.
to live by myself,
to earn my own respect.

its definitely not easy as time goes by,
but i will try.

i'm a piece of white,blank paper,
stained with liquid paper.
there's a lot of alteration,
well covered up.
dont be bewildered,myself.
itz a flush of inconsiderate thoughts,
planted in pots.
for the moment, till it wither.
the sun will blossom it,
for some moments,
it will be beautiful.
in the end,
it'll all result in nutrient soil.

i'm alone,
but its pleasant.






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