Almost
almost
but caught on a dime, stopped in time. almost but not quite mine.
almost
captured a room, heart in a tomb. almost want to head to the moon, but not quite,
almost
one in a crowd, just too loud. almost but seized before proud. i'm not right just
almost
& always left behind, maybe next time. almost to the end of the line. i'll be fine, i'm almost.
just.
almost
just shy of too pretty & not quite the kind of smile you can bring home to mother but almost.
elusive 1st place & always taking up space. second in every race. why do i try? my prize will forever be marked that i'm
almost.
better then she but hopeful little me is only the perfect outfit with 1 missing thing, an
almost.
or why bother? "try again you ungrateful daughter"
almost
better then. always the 9 but never the 10. a choice after 1st, we call 2nd. never best or special chosen. just
almost.
what comes before end? after the 1 who wins? i almost did; fell short again. the 'disappointment' state i live in.
don't worry, for you i'll give in. i always do, i know my place. over i've played this game. waiting for cold & dense rain, so i can wash away these thoughts in my brain that maybe this once i can be "1" & feel what it's like to be on the other side of... almost.
Copyright © Victoria Brown | Year Posted 2021
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