At least I have you John Keats,
James Joyce, at least I have
You to think about and read about
While those still active and
Living all clutter around me
Ignoring the fact that I'm human,
Have feelings, need support
And so much more.
If it wasn't for you D.H. Lawrence,
Charles Dickens, if it wasn't for
You to believe in and depend on
I'd probably shrivel away into
An even more nothing than
I am now. If it wasn't for
Stealers of Personality and
Confidence, I probably wouldn't
Be writing a depressing poem
Today, and you wouldn't
Be reading one.
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