Posted in Forgotten writings, New Work, Poetry

Bad Vision

How much I take in
from just observing
the people and things around me…

But often more than never
the beautiful act
of being watchful
shows me ugly truths
about others.

And…

Every now and then,
I question my own vision.

 

22 October 2019

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35. Wife and mom of 3. Writer. Zentrovert. Aspiring Engineer. Resident Badass.

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