I Can

I can live on toast and apples and antidepressants

I can read children’s books and cry at the death of strangers

I can close the curtains and stay in bed all day

I can float away on dreams effortless and free

I can hide away from the world until

the world invades and captures me

then I can muster up my strength and battle on

and tell the world in how many ways

the world has got it all wrong

 

 

Copyright October 2016

 

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