351. Paradox
(word by Holly L.)
I'm so happy
I'm crying.
I'm painfully aware
Wishful of blissful
Ignorance.
I want to go back
To go forward.
I love girls
But I still think
His butt is
Cute enough
To pinch.
I'm alone
In a crowd
Of billions.
I have unlimited
Potential
In a human body.
I am a force of nature
Who is stuck
At home sick
In bed today.
I am disgustingly
Talented…
And jobless.
I love you
I love everyone
Which means
You're next.
I find it weird
That the song
Ironic is actually
Tragic…
But is actually
A paradox?
I find it
Absurd that
Humans fight
Over us and them
On a single
Planet where
Aliens
Laugh at us
For the notion
From space.
There are
Too many
To number…
And yet
This is enough.
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