It Doesn’t Matter

It doesn’t matter that you might
Feel quaint, or out of place;
It doesn’t matter that your grin’s
Just painted on your face

It doesn’t matter who you’ve loved,
Or how you managed through it:
It only matters to be you —
For no one else

Can do it

Author: Owen "Beleaguered" Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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