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like a weight on your chest
acknowledge when it’s not yours to carry
just because it is heavy

preserve strength for the moments that matter
seek understanding in
the things you cannot change

for you have many, many years left
to do many, many great things
and there is no space in the cabin
for someone else’s luggage

171

seeing this horizon
of all the greatest things
I’m allegedly destined to be
it’s terrifying to imagine any of it
not coming true

like an anti-horoscope
knowing what you’re capable of
and not mustering the willpower
to grab at it

to know the fruit is there
the sweetest thing you may ever taste
but being afraid of heights

169

the unfortunate luck of being unlucky
in both what you control and what you can’t
I wonder which is harder to accept

I’ve been told a lot of my life that
luck pulses out of my fingertips
a magnetic field of good fortune
even as a child, I grew
believing my luck to be so

nature versus nurture
what if it was only
the belief in being positive
that made me this way?

what if the magic of being lucky
is in believing it exists at all?

168

backseat driver
we cruise through life and think that we are responsible 
for everything that happens
for all the doors we don’t open
for all the windows we close

sometimes I feel so much for the way things were
a sense of loneliness that only I seem to recall
I listen to old songs
I watch the same movies, trying
to hold onto something I can’t touch

time passes
whether we acknowledge it or not
and all we can do is keep driving

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spaghetti strap-sized scolding
girls used to get sent home for
their sunburnt shoulders

why would we make it so easy to ogle
why would we make it so worth looking at

how often were we taught that
someone else’s wandering gaze
was our fault



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space in your day
is carved from within you
woven into how you carry the weight
of every single day and the potential it possesses
because there really is no such thing
as the right time to do something
for there is only time, and
what we choose to do or not do with it

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you always think that these
monumental occasions will weigh on you
this powerful compound of all your hard work
bringing you closer to this idealistic sense of self

the truth is that sometimes it comes and goes
in the middle of the night
and you don’t realize its there until
you’re sitting on your bed
realizing just how far you’ve come from the start
and that moment you once dreamt of
imagined it in the palm of your tiny hands
all those years ago
is here, right now