Pitiful Living 

The air is leaving my lungs

Faster than I can breathe it in.

What a pity this life has lived,

Nothing but follow the rules 

and kept their heads down. 

Where is the passion? 

The love,

The colors, 

The sex.

Where is the good and the bad? 

Defiant roles, 

and bravehearts. 

Charming princes

and damaged lovers. 

What a pity…

This life has not lived. 

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