When Simone biles runs to the bar to do back flips in the air she is an athlete.But when I run to the bar and do a backflip holding a beer, suddenly I have an alcohol problem and need help. Perhaps they might be right ya know? Maybe I do need help. But I doubt that I’ll get any with my 38 cents left. So there’s an old joke I know about zebras. Which side of the zebra has more stripes? But the truth is that the side with the most stripes is the outside. Now let’s say the stripes are scars and I am the zebra? This time the answer would be different with a slightly darker punchline. My scars are on my heart heart like a soldier in a war. Constantly ready to run if it hears a loud noise or sees a flash of light. You were the flash of light. Here’s another one, Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field. Some days I am the scare crow. Other days I’m the crow. Some days I’m standing alone with tears in my eyes, wishing I had a brain. Maybe if I was smarter, then maybe you would have stayed. Or I could be overpowered by the darkness of my soul, and fly away just fly away to where? I do not know. But listen, I need to tell you. I love you oh how I have loved you for so long and though it’s nice to love someone, it’s even nicer to be loved. So I’ll follow on the train tracks where there’s bound to be a train. I’ll hitch a ride and say good bye. You’ll forget me anyways.
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