Who am I to assume what you’re feeling? 
I don’t know your heart and your head.
All I can go by are your (non) actions
But by book covers, so many are misled.
Yet this vacuum is totally consuming me
And taking me against everything I said,
When I swore I would stop being that person,
So I'm moving from green back to red.
And I'm blocking off the view of what's missing
And focusing on abundance instead,
Because years of fasting have taught me
It's okay to leave some hungers unfed.



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