Sometimes you carry a load for so long
That it becomes a part of you
So much that it hurts to let go
So much that you call it yours
So much that you get angry when others try to claim it
You are the boy with load
You are the girl with weight
And it’s yours
You like to hold to the pain
Because those who gave to you
Had nothing else to give to you
And your heart struggles to let go of the only they had to offer
So you claim it with everything in you
Because you want it to mean something
And deep down you hope those that hurt you
Will show up and save you
But you are not dumb
People like that don’t show up
So why do you stare at the weight tear through your back?
Here my current favorite sad song.
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