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Makes You Angry

All I need is you

And low natural light infiltrating the room

 

We often play pretend in our minds and while we think

We think lightly of our due dates, more if we’re on time

 

I know I missed one day and saw the grass turn gray

And though the sun still shined through the clouds that May

I never could forgive myself for missing your day

But I saw a lot of beauty for you along the way

 

 

I rarely look back, but I know people thank me

And I know I don’t respond, and how it makes you angry.

 

The phrase is branded on my back

I never think of things I used to want or things that I had.

I don’t remember your name

And I know it makes you hate me

And I know I smile big and I know that makes you angry.

 

I know a lot of people hate me

Every phrase is shelved in the back of my head daily

That’s why I speak so vaguely

Because I know a hundred-million combinations of words but they’re structured

For all those I made angry

Out of space lately.

 

And though the bags come and go, the violet stays

Under eyes and muted olive under sunlight rays

I can’t help but smile on all my days

Because they’re watching me while I’m on my way.

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