A poem by yours truly.
Because I decide to be fair to all,
Some feel as though I am mad.
However, I only get mad when they get mad and soon I start to fall.
You may not realize the internal struggle I face, however you also may.
I must choose between friends, between family, between interests, between the most important things in my life.
Sometimes I crack. Now is one.
And even though my life has only just begun,
I make the choices that come and go and live and thrive and run.
Well, that doesn’t entirely make sense… Please comment!
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