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  • Writer: M. Renae Dubois
    M. Renae Dubois
  • Aug 3
  • 1 min read

I've learned that I cannot depend

On others for my care

I have to walk this life alone

Forever if I dare

It would be nice to have a friend

Someone to walk with

But I do not know where these strange folk

Work, associate, love or live

I'm strong in my opinions

I work from inner passion

I think profoundly of it all

And wish I could take action

I write a poem read a book

Take a chance and have a look

But I do not know the rules out here

I'll make mistakes, of that I fear

I cannot be a laughing stock

I cannot leave this house unlocked

I want to leave, I want to live

I want to of this heart to give

I want a love, I want a friend

I will adapt, my will, will bend

Do you have what I might need

A friendship grown, a potential seed?

Please just try to give a fuck

I have only my bitter luck

That saw me withdraw into those

Suburbs anon, the neutral clothes

I want to live, break free and be

A wonderful type of personality

I wish I could appeal some more

I wish I knew what it was for

Why do I exist at all?




 
 
 

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