Longing
I long for things I don’t have
I stare at greener grass
I wonder what it would be like
Then I take a deep breath and remember
Remember the sun shining
Remember my purpose
Remember
“One day”, I tell myself
“One day”, I repeat over and over
But for now I work
I make steps in the right direction
I try
And then maybe, just maybe
One day my grass will be emerald to someone else.
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Oof. Right in the feels, man.