Short but to the point
is what I've been trying to be
in expressing myself over
the years on paper.
Pat myself on the back
and all that, but don't
pass-up the fact of
loneliness and despair.
And also don't forget
that all these words
of mine don't mean anything
unless you know the writer.
And don't be surprised
when someone steps up
to you and says,
"Smile, you're you".
Why?
Because I'm me. A
shell of a person with
love in his heart and hate
all around him including himself.
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