I hope I put this poem in the right place.It's kind of in the middle between positive and depressed.Sort of.If someone wants to move this,then please do so.And I'm sorry if I put this in the wrong place.
Greener on the Other Side?
I don't understand,
How this can be real.
I can't walk as far
I can't even feel.
Why can you walk a mile,
And I can't even move?
Why isn't your life so green
And I thought I had seen?
You walk easy in my shoes,
Why can't I in yours?
Who am I to judge
That your life is so green?
You say mine is green
And walk another mile.
After what I've seen
It's hard to imagine the ability to smile.
Can this really be?
Is this reality?
Your grass isn't green
Like I thought I had seen.
Instead it's wilted,
While mine is dull but bright.
Who was I to judge
Who has greener?
I wish I could walk
A mile just like you.
I can't smile
But I'll try to walk a while longer.
Can this be?
Is this reality?
My grass is green,
More than I've ever seen.
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