I’m okay

I'm one of those

To whom poetry doesn't come

But I go to them.

I try to write a lot of things

But can't brick the words into castle.

I'm one of those

you will meet but your

heart would mind you

To reside within.

I'm one of those

You won't want to talk

and even if you did

You will dig your way out.

I'm one of those

You never wished to meet

but alas! You did

So I'm sorry for your loss.

I'm one of those

who can't afford love

Not even when

My own soul was in need.

Again I can't,

I can't write it down

so I will leave this piece

to let you know

that it's okay if you didn't

even I couldn't love Myself.

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