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Greg Parke : Photography & Poetry

I Am They

Don’t think of me
Don’t recognize my existence
Se right threw me
I am nothing
I am the one life left behind
I am the only one you have
You just don’t know it now
You just don’t know
Nobody believe my truths
Call my stories your own
What good is a story
When the creator is not longer around
A story that does not exist
A person the same
I am they
I am here in body
My mind is a maker in time
A point of reference
Traveling in a mass of flesh and bone
I am a no one
Just taking up your space
All I’m good for
Just like every other fucker out there
I am they
The move less
The mindless
An invisible man in modern times
I am they