Call it a Day

I have done it before

I won’t do it again

I don’t know my limits

But I’ll pretend

This world that doesn’t revolve around me,

You’ll never see the things that I see

A broken mirror

A marbled wall

How many more times until I fall?

Light me on fire

Burn me away

Spread out the ashes

And call it a day.


This poem is about: 
Our world



whoa this is very deep

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