A letter from May 28th, 2025

Time Travelled — 6 months

Peaceful right?

a poem I wrote...
Nothing is real
have I gave everything yet?have I did everything yet?can I be who I wantdid I do what I could?or am I just not that good?
can I go to sleep without fear?can I jump without being scared?can I do everything I want to do?or does the world feel blue?
can I love who I want?can I be happy without anyone?can I feel what I want to feel?because nothing is real?
is anything real?is everything like it is?am I who I am?can I be who I want to be?NONothing is real!nothing is like it is!you are not who you are!you can't be who you want to be!
the world is cruel so deal with it!





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