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Here I am

In my own mini pity party

Thinking about what could have been

What never really was

Grasping at a false reality


Wishing you understood

How foolish you are

How immature

How naive


How your pain, selfishness,

and consequent actions

affect others


How I’m fortunate

I got away

No thanks to you

But to the supernatural powers

That draw us to others


O how God’s gift of light

And the hard work

He gives us the privilege to pursue

Lift me out of my mini pity party

Into some things new