Oct. 11, 2018

You’d be so nice to come home to.
Too bad you exist in my pipe dream. 
Insanity is in,
and I’m too crazy for you. 
Never will I be worthy of the luxury
or comfort you could provide.
That’s why I have poetry to survive.
I may have underestimated myself my entire life.
I will be worthy of so much more. 

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