Poetry

Sunglasses

I wish I was wearing sunglasses

So I could hide from the world

I don’t want them to read my face

To see what I’m holding in

I can feel my energy bringing down the train

My eyes look to the floor as if they’re trying not to contaminate the other people with this fuck the world attitude

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