Not Everyone's Cup Of Tea
More Like A Glass Of Sweet Red Wine
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Not everyone likes me,
a younger version of me would weep at that sentiment.
Now, I look at it as a badge of honor from all the wars I have been through,
deep wounds of past friendships and loves that were never meant to be.
The conditions of love were not ideal,
which was the issue - they were conditional.
If I did not meet the parameters of the nonexistent contracts,
their love would be revoked.
Can you imagine all the broken contracts I've had in my time?
I sense they painted me the villain or the issue they couldn't fix,
replaced me with someone who was more like-minded so they could have their gray little lives,
I see the world for all the colors.
If mediocrity is what makes you happy, so be it.
Sip your stale water,
my wine is too refined.
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Comments (1)
Very well written! Great work