It is sad, so sad,
living  to  living,
every day,
every morning,
every evening,
every night,
living just to living.

It is hard, so hard,
struggling to live
every day,
every week,
pretending
not to be shattered,
it is hard faking
every day.

Simply,
It doesn’t make sense
to me,
but It does
to others,
so I do,
but it is sad,
it is hard.

– by Dreams’Espe
06/07/2016
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