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A Poem by SLOVA
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Aversion to calling myself anxious when there are many people much worse off, either with anxiety or something else. But it's nice to know that however small it may seem to others, it matters to me.

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It may not seem like much
Nothing quite at all
But when I worry over one thing
I worry over it all

It chews between dull teeth and spits me out
Then decides again the next day
And despite true tales of how my disposition is frail
I promise it's more than I can say

I don't mean to come off short
When you cheer with words of Saint Paul
But when I worry over one thing
I worry over it all

I try to forget that I am beating
That I am not a system of small things scattered
But sometimes, when I think back on what I said
I'd like to think that what I felt mattered

© 2016 SLOVA


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Perhaps, what we feel, is all that matters?

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lovely poem well written, everybody matters you shouldn't compare your problems to other peoples just because they may have more things on their pate doesn't mean you are not allowed to have emotions or that you are a burden - ATC

Posted 9 Years Ago



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