Who Knows Why?
my filth
is created by my pain.
my anxiety
is a lack of patience.
my selfishness
is my gripping fear.
all are a part of my world
my song
gives love a chance.
my smile shines on both sides of an issue.
my openness
is from my inate desire to help others.
my happiness comes and goes
like the tide.
my tears of pain and joy
are equally heavy
on a scale
that needs to be balanced.
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