Cowards


We the cowards,

Whom play catch and miss,

Over and over and forevermore,

And frown upon the inept us,

Tears streaming from broken hearts,

Hearts made out of fragile glass,

Mend together, we thought we got tough,

Only to be beaten again and shatter.

 

Oh, how I envy the young and bold,

The clumsy yet honest,

That youthful gold,

Oh, how I envy the young and bold,

Though stupid, they’re honest,

In the moment, they act,

In the moment, they hold.

 

12.54 pm

25th November 2017

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Cowards

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