Pick Yourself Rimas Dissolutas
I am not here to please the world;
If you don’t like that? Go on, leave;
Whenever able then you should;
Repeat after me: That’s enough;
Got so angry you almost hurled
not offering any reprieve;
Every action cheap your words good;
But I see through it. I am tough;
Lend a hand but never draw blood;
Sometimes you’ve got to pick yourself.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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