Bad Enough
I woke up with a smile, my nightmares weren’t bad enough.
I only dream of things I don’t want bad enough.
I’d really manifest it if I want it bad enough.
Life is full of pain and trauma, guess I haven’t had enough.
Copyright © Angelo Pierre Louis | Year Posted 2018
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