everyone but me
~top student
~excelling
~prudent
~compelling
whispered those words sweet
my soul adored my heart “gold”
yet in reality no rhythms beat
no love to call my own to hold
it’s like my
self-love is
s l o w l y
falling a p a r t
in my academics I excel
* like * gilded * stars * within * a * hollow * sky *
yet to myself I cannot tell
of love far nigh
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