sexta-feira, 1 de julho de 2016

Little problems

My problems are too small, I have not rights to complain about them that's why I keep them to myself.
Actually, I think it is kinda the opposite, they are the ones that keep me.
They make me as small as they are, even smaller.
They put me into their pockets.
Some days they allow me to go out and see the sun shine, but most days they got me squeezed and suffocated inside their dark pockets.
They take me to places I don't wanna go. I got used to it after all, and I gave up trying to be bigger and stronger, cause it's way more easy to be carried around.

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