Look Up and Give Up
Don’t you just hate it,
Despise it
When you feel it
Bubbling up inside?
The fear,
The anticipation
Of not knowing
When to start,
When to stop.
When to look around
And make sure that life
Is still going,
That the trees are still growing.
When to turn your face up to the sky
And just let it all go.
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