
what the world wants
the world says I hurt
I do
the world wants me to feel badbut I don’t
the world wants me to hidebut I won’t
the world doesn’t want me to acknowledgebut I will
the world doesn’t want me to healbut I will
the world doesn’t want me to lovebut I do
the world says I’m badbut I’m not
the world wants me to acknowledge
I do
the world wants me to feel bad
I do
the world says I hurt
I do
—at some point early in The Year of Grief









































