“The Diet Coke Dilemma”
It started when I was young, when someone took my canvas and left me with too much color,
And how it started When she said, ‘why don’t you save some more for the others?’
No one who watched without direction, my pallets washed out with no reflection,
Before I did all for fun without the fear of spilling over,
I wasn’t even sure there was an edge, after all wasn’t it just pretend?
Now I’m cautious, to an extensive degree, not one too many bites or cups of tea,
Now she says ‘I could have been like you’ ever lightly as a whim,
But what I would have given,
Not to suffer like this,
- e.
(They never read the looks on my face,
Now I’m a wrinkled page)
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