Hey you

I was lost once

I was a sea of loneliness

A muddled up, deep Chasm of half-wishes

Pining away, at picket fences and pretty dresses.

You wouldn’t have noticed me then

You wouldn’t have paid me no mind

I was too busy hiding the sad

It’s okay.

I’m better now.

The sad,

Is only an occasional visiting distant relative

The chasm,

You’ve filled it up with new.

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