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List of thy poems and other works. Singing |
Taking over my mind, leaving the true me behind, this is the life of the quiet friend; this is the lot that I choose to live. I keep to myself and mask my face; I walk to my destination with ease and avoid the rat race. People look at me and say hello as their names are lost to me, they all seem to know my name and I wonder how this can be. One spots a flaw and tries to fix it when it is a fix by someone else that I don't know; I am modified to fit their needs at the time of their woe. When the sounds of disagreement echo in my ears, my mind races, terrified with innumerable fear. The sun rises, as my head lays upon the pillow in my bed, tired from the day of my life, when there is a knock on my door from someone who comes to give me strife. A world of fragility and rarity is what I lead and even in my dreams people change me with their needs. I open my eyes and cower in the corner of my so-called sanctuary as I realize I’m not the person i was the 24 hours ago. I see the old me go away to be with the others that were thrown away into the colorless hole. |
