Like a moth, to a flame.

And I laid there

Gasping for air

Feeling the weight

Like a ton of bricks, on my chest

While you danced around me in circles

A tune I couldn’t make out…

A tune familiar somehow…

I called out

But you couldn’t hear


You pretended not to hear my cries

I tried to let the dust settle

But in my calmness 

You called out for me

And like an obedient child, I ran to see how high you needed me to jump  

What is it you, who couldn’t see my worth?

Or was it I?…


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