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Where Did All The Happy Go?

I'm Pretty Sure It Once Existed

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Noir Art

was i ever good enough

how do i compete with that

a faker when things get too rough

i'm getting old and getting fat

my best ain't what it used to be

and sadly, i just don't care

i struggle with what i think of me

and i cannot stand my hair

i remember when i was younger

"won't it be nice to settle in"

thinking of me, as i got older

i would be comfortable in my skin

but those days just never happened

i'm as lost as i was then

i need to have my head examined

get off my knees and try again

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden