To move worlds with a lack of rhythm

Graceless, tasteless, still not less than

I am never waiting or trading up

Because I am enough to

Save myself from the light

Everything’s too bright

They flash their love and shove

My one-minus in my face—as if

That matters in the tatters of life

Stand up, fall down, rise again

Always enough for the win-loss-win

God forgive my sins and help me

Find the strength to be better


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