If Only I Could

I could worry about the little things 
The little things that don't matter
The material things 
The things nobody but myself sees

I could live in the past 
Or the future 
Or anything but the present 

And I could be mad about where I am right now
As if everyone else I know 
Isn't in a different place than me 

And I could wish to be you 
But maybe it's not trying to be you
It's trying to be anyone else but me
 


 

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meandpaul

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  • Poetry

    By meandpaul

    The dog at the end

    There’s a dog that sits on the end of my street—

    he barks at anyone that nears,

    snarling teeth that glow shiny in the afternoon light. 


     

    There’s a dog that sits on the end of my street—

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  • Poetry

    By meandpaul

    I am not

    I am not a poet 
    I don’t know how to use my words the way they can
    I can’t captivate the minds of my friends by stringing them along with the simplest of words 

    I am not a musician 

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