Vanity


Holding my hopes,
Yet slowly still;
I'm losing my sanity.
To my poorer self,
This entire life;
Feels like some vanity.


It's some vanity,
I can't afford;
For lack of so much gold.
I'd rather be left,
All wretched, yet free;
I'd love it, truth be told.

No love be less,
No hate too much;
Myself, I'd need to be.
& I'd float in air,
All lighter still;
Embrace the truth of "me".

And maybe someday,
Someone will come;
& make it all, rain again.
But I hope she stays,
& will just be mine;
It'd be worth, all this pain.

But not everyone,
Is here to stay;
Goodbyes, I'll learn to say.
Sure it hurts bad,
But time's not a friend;
Still have to move everyday.

I hope to learn,
To be by myself;
And learn to walk alone.
'Cz at the end of it,
I'm all I've with me;
yet so much is so unknown.

& So someday I hope,
To reach a deal;
& make the peace with life.
As it all goes dark,
And I lay still;
Some blessed end to strife.

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