It’s cold…

A blessing and a curse
How deeply I feel
It’s how I find these words
However I live
Where it snows

The winter is brutal
And the people are cold
Too caught up
In their own world
Obsessed with their reflection

Never noticing
Who and what is passing them
Unless it benefits
It’s, you’re irrelevant
I guess another word Is selfish

I wear a disguise
So I can fit in this world of lies
In reality, I feel very deeply
I was born for the warmth environment and soul
Every minute spent here I die a little

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