Best
I know I shouldn’t need it
Or want it
But I can’t breathe clean air without it
I need you to tell me that I’m okay
Tell me I’m right
That I’m good at something
Besides being the wax that melts
Under the candle’s bold flame
I want to be the best at something
But I’m the chorus before the bridge
The moment before the last breath
Copyright © Emily Busemeyer | Year Posted 2023
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