It's a TripA Poem by Ariel OliviaI'm not sure what inspired this.
everybody wants to win a trip
to New York City, to be a face in the crowd I call it healthy. I don't want what you think of me I have a heavy heart it's a condition, from things left unsaid assumptions you can't afford accusations sent abroad a tragedy, I have a home remedy faithfulness, loyalty. don't worry it'll make sense one day a breath of pollution, contaminated a feeling that it doesn't matter is there anything to lean on? can you speak a foreign language? I'm not strong, my heart is weaker it's a bit of a burn, I give up it's your turn. © 2012 Ariel OliviaReviews
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