Truth be told
I don't trust those people behind, to the side or in front of me
Truth be told
I have more faith in the dirt under my feet than blood relatives I've broken bread with
life lessons
I have no comprehensive understanding as to why ~can't~ is still in people's vocabulary
life lessons
I have cracked the pavement with my face ( and counted the pieces) as I got back up
broken glass reality
I don't feel the need to worry about others when I ( self preservation) am surrounded by chaos and still have to reach out for the crumbs that fell off the table of human existence
broken glass reality
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