Strange Poem by Leyla Steyn

Strange



There are these people
And you envy them
And it saddens you
And it makes you feel bad

The common sense
I lost so long ago
She has all of hers
And makes me feel small

But then she reminds me
Green is not my colour
I'm better off being
Happy as I am

And then all that sadness
It dissapears
And there's just love.

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