From the poetry book: Intravenous Caffeine.
I hope you all like it as much as I do ❤
Once we waste our time
we never get it back,
Though, we try to anyway,
to make up for it,
because we don’t want to face
we have actually lost it
forever.
So, I’ve been thinking and
I ended up wondering
what would happen if
instead of trying to make up for the wasted time
we’d try to not lose it at all,
to think well stuff,
to not lose time goofing around
and do as we wish
from
the beginning?
I mean, like, really…
Think about it!
How much time would we save
if instead of being someone else
if instead of doing as someone else wants us to
if instead of trying to please others
for all the years we block ourselves
from being happy
we were
ourselves
from the start?
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All the queer love, Violet ❤
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