Myself
You see me walking,
I notice you,
I just can't move,
so I start strangely talking.
You look at me with strange eyes,
you walk to me,
I realize.
I don't want him to get hurt,
but I don't want to give him help.
But every day in every way,
my enemy is myself.
Copyright © Levi Heintzelman | Year Posted 2024
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