She tries
But it’s not possible.
She has to be everything to everyone at all times.
She must be everywhere
Know everything there is to know
Succeed in all of her enterprises.
She must work her magic and make it look effortless.
It doesn’t matter
if she feels like she is fading away.
It doesn’t matter
if she vanishes
disappears in a sea of tasks and duties.
She cannot crumble
She cannot let anyone know it hurts.
It is not possible
but she alters reality
and makes it happen.
She fades away
But she makes it happen for everybody else still.
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GB Rogut
Jack of all trades, mistress of poetry. Mexicana. Bi. Autistic. She/Her. You can support me on Patreon https://www.patreon.com/musingabout or visit my tree https://linktr.ee/GbRogut
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