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November 30th

As I stand in the kitchen
Christmas music playing in the background
String lights on the tree glistening in the corner
I can't help but feel helpless
During the one time of year where I can feel fully happy
When it is acceptable to blare the catchiest of songs
Where people exchange smiles and small gifts coated in glitter
I can't help but feel helpless
This year has been awful to say the least
Countless lives lost
Countless others left astray
The destroyed mental health
The ignored messages and texts
The false information spreading life wildfire
I can't help but feel helpless
In this, our every day life, filled with anxiety and doubt
Even during my favourite time of the year
Even with blocks full of decorations and smiles and calm
I can't help but feel helpless

◄ The Honest Truth

Not So Secret Thoughts ►

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