Peachy

“Your life is
someone’s dream,
Don’t be ungrateful.”

On imperfections,
my mind fixates, 
Like sitting, staring at
cracks on the floor.
That “perfect thinking”
yields tiredness. 

But I can only see life’s crack
when I’m looking down. 

I’m upset that I have
not thankfulness – 
That, like a see-saw,
my mind fluctuates.
Comparing things I see
and things I saw.

The struggle is real.

Author: thefragrancewriter

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