An essay on sadness

Some days I want to sit and cry I’m not sad I’m not sure what I am My heart is at peace As peace as it can be When my anxiety doesn’t take hold of the wheel anyway Even then I’m not sad I don’t know what I am I am Something else Someone else…

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