It's Not Worth the Risk
Sometimes, when the day is dull,
I want nothing to do with you.
And some nights, when my heart is full
of pain,
I want nothing to do with you.
Just like the wind,
I want to exist unseen—
it’s not worth the risk.
People can be
so full of themselves
but I want to be
empty
of myself.
It’s not worth the risk, it’s not worth the risk -
Nothing is.
Nothing
is.
-pj
Copyright © Parissa Joukar | Year Posted 2014
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