Dear World

Dear World,
I'm here.
I'm alive, and I'm almost well.
I'm breathing air
and aging with time
that perhaps I shouldn't be using.
I'm young, but I'm old,
Dear World.
I know that you do no want me,
but you need me.
You push me around,
and drag me around,
but I'm here and you cannot bear without me.
Right Dear world?
What would you do without a laughingstock like me?
You would be so lost.
You need me World.
And someday, I'm going to fight back.
So be prepared, 
Dear World.
I'm here,
and I'm whole,
and almost well.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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