I am
Grim yet happy,
Gloomy it’s just me,
Just like a pill,
You take over and over,
It’s life every day.
It doesn’t get any better.
I am like that sweet strawberry…
That wasn’t picked.
The one who won’t get the whipped cream dip.
I am like a pretty daisy…
In the middle of a vibrant red rose garden.
Not noticed…
Even if I stand out.
I wish I was like a ladybug.
The one everyone welcomes with joy.
But all I can be is just me…
A busy little bee.
Feared and sometimes wondered…
That I am…
Just me
–Leo Ferreira
Circa 2012
Updated Wednesday 06th May 2020 19:52
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