True Wealth - Frameworks

I felt boundless and lone

Simply composed

Edgeless and deserted

Intact while overexerted

Lately I’m being stretched too thin

Leaving small pieces of myself to places I’ve been

Eventual trails of arms and legs

To rediscover and recollect again

Stop convincing yourself that there’s no true wealth in anybody else

Lock all the doors

So no one gets in

Revisit your old

Conversations

Until you know just how you’re suppose to feel

Lock all the doors

Double-bolt yourself in

Retrace your steps

For something you may have missed

Everything’s beautiful

As long

As it doesn’t

Concern

Me