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CAN I BE?

Can I be dead?
So that I can no longer feel pain.
So that I can no longer cry.
So that I can no longer be hurt

Can I be a stone?
So that I can no longer love.
So that I can no longer feel compassion.
So that I can no longer care.

Can I be trash?
So that I won’t care whatever others to to me.
So that I won’t care where people dump me.
So that I won’t care whoever I am with.

Can I just be me?
Where I would be understood.
Where I would be protected from pain and suffering.
Where I would be just me…

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- Just a poem I made today… hope you like it.