I Believe...Sometimes
Sometimes I believe
that this world
is not for me.
And sometimes I believe
that I'm done waiting
for someone for me.
And then sometimes I believe
that life is no longer worth living
for someone like me.
But then sometimes I think
it can all be taken away
with just a blink.
So I hold on,
hold out for now
til I believe
that you no longer need me.
poem by Michelle Dickson
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