Atlas

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We all carry the world on our shoulders,
Mental or physical, heavy as boulders.
    The weight is completely crushing,
     Knees on the ground, brushing.
           The world rests like a crown,
            Our faces marred into a frown.
We just want to get rid of it all,
So that life can again be a ball.
           We just want to be ever-happy,
           Not sad and overly-sappy.
The weight we carry isn’t the same,
We’re on different levels of the game.
           We got to lose sometimes to rise,
           Let go of those suppressed cries.
We’ve gotta keep moving on,
And take control of this life before it’s gone.

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24 thoughts on “Atlas

  1. Hiba

    You’re amazing with your poetry, I love it because I feel what you’re describing here! Great work! As a side note, I’ve nominated you for the Lovely Blogger Award, you deserve it! ❤

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