Standing
Standing for theDying,
Never dying for
The living,
Fighting for the
Invalid,
Speaking for the
Mute,
Is this really the
Way to be?
So afraid to take
Up arms for
Yourself,
Always defending
Something you could
Have been,
All along dispersing
With the shadows
Never hanging on
Tight enough to
Get hurt,
Never making enough
Of an impression
To be remembered
The perfect person
To just
Fade away
I’m not the one
Who’s out of reach
I’m not the one
Too quick with the
Judgment
I’m just the
Bystander
Who had finally
Caught onto your
Existence.
~Kaitlin Platti~
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