but what we have is everything

You ask me for dinner, 

You ask me for life, 

You ask me for help,

Every single night. 

 

You ask me for money, 

You know we don't have, 

You ask me for everything, 

As if I own the world on my back. 

 

You ask me for hours, 

You ask me to come home, 

You know I have to work, 

Just for the things that we own. 

 

I don't have everything, 

I don't own the best stuff,

But we have what they don't, 

We have what really counts

We have love, no matter what. 

 

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  • Poetry

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    Scraps

    Ask for help

    They tell you,

    But when you do,

    They refuse to give it,

     

    Be yourself

    They chant,

    But when you try,

    You're told to hide away. 

     

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  • Poetry

    By izz_midnight

    flicker, flicker

    The light flickers in my bedroom

    as I brush my hair;

    I remember that theory that it’s someone dead trying to speak to you,

    I’m sure it’s just a thing from movies.


    The light flickers again in the bathroom 

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