where all my neighbors grasses
are greener than mine
because i fail to take the time
to understand whats mine
and whats not
thinking that my grass wont die when its hot
even though im not giving it all i got
and its beginning to rot
yet i still expect someone else
to step in and help
by reviving the ares that have begun to melt
away
in the sun of this noonday
hoping they will usher in a new day
where the grass is as green as can be
and contentment is all i see
in my own backyard consisting only of me...
and i will be happy.
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