Impassiveness

Sometimes we mean well, but we have a hard time expressing ourselves. Three short poem toying with this idea:

I.

I bring my blues

To navigate through

Your orange skies-

Things keep getting greyer.

II.

Why be afraid

Of the ones

Who hate you?

Even if no one

Pushes you

From behind,

You can still fall

Flat on your face!

III.

How can you

Read their eyes

If you cannot

Bring yourself

To look into them?

Β©Aaysid

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