Literature
Deviation
Deviation from my standards
As the world's plans seem to hamper
All of MY plans, and I just can't help
But embrace the sense of pain
That sense of misery, the shame
That even in my brightest day
Seems so fleeting, washed away
It's truly dark, the time before the light
The continuous cycle of day to night
Moves all too fast for someone like
Me, myself, and numerous "I's"
A wise friend of mine told me
That she dared me to be real
Another friend told me that
"It's more than okay to feel"
She said, the funny thing about friends is,
"It's why we're here, support and not ask questions"
But for every one that I appreciate
There are
