I and We

I try to keep sane
But we often falter.
We make many plans
That I can’t keep up for.
We’re tired at night
But mornings are brighter.
I wake with a burst
Of feelings to strive for.
But feelings make me
Feel shallow once they pass
And everything else
For us feels like glass:
To poke and bounce back.
Like playdoh in sacks.
I, we, you and them
Are shot in the back.




Poetry by Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-01-05 at 15:56

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