All Poetry

You learn

What a bunch of bull! 

They say if you fall you learn
You learn and you grow

I’m hundred years older
I don’t feel better
I didn’t get better
But bitter

And it keeps coming
All the best things in life 
Have to be fought for

Where’s the relief?
Where’s the joy?
Where’s the wins?

Who made me?
I want the refund.

by Monica Sofia

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