Do I owe them?
They who fill my mind with elegance and lies.
They who tug at my attention without mercy.
They who keep me up at night and fill my head with dreams.
They who drag me into other existences and gift me with the experience of many lives.
They who can change the world or, yet, burn it to the ground.
They who fill my mind with elegance and lies.
They who tug at my attention without mercy.
They who keep me up at night and fill my head with dreams.
They who drag me into other existences and gift me with the experience of many lives.
They who can change the world or, yet, burn it to the ground.
Do I owe them?
Like those who have taught me proper trades.
Like those who have sheltered me from hurt or showed me how to stand strong.
Like those who have devoted their lives training me to resist the logic of the world.
Like those who have guided me through bullies and false companions.
Like those who have told me when it was time to pay or walk away.
Like those who have taught me proper trades.
Like those who have sheltered me from hurt or showed me how to stand strong.
Like those who have devoted their lives training me to resist the logic of the world.
Like those who have guided me through bullies and false companions.
Like those who have told me when it was time to pay or walk away.
Maybe if I ignore the time-taxing words, I will be free to please others.
Maybe if I comply with their demands, they will abandon my future work.
Maybe if I consider these stories as my responsibility, my dept will desinigrate.
Maybe if I comply with their demands, they will abandon my future work.
Maybe if I consider these stories as my responsibility, my dept will desinigrate.
I really like this poem and I feel just the same way about words. :-)
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