Such questions seem
To teach you breathe and dive
Somewhere behind the surface,
And afterwards you feel the drive
- Even when days are tough –
Of realizing you’re alive.
So-called reality is dim,
Am I to be your wife?
I’m something in between,
Like one, who lives my life
So clumsy, but on my behalf…
And the line’s vague and slim,
But I don’t seem to mind.
That’s all I want, or
Is that all I’ve got?
That is the only answer I try
And fail again to find.
questions
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