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~Journey Called Life~
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Making my way through the empty doors,
Unknowing of where I might end up.
I follow them willingly,
A simple weave in the grand design,
The unshapen pattern,
But, what is theirs will never be mine.
Why is my case so different?
Am I the only exception,
To the great expectation which is their way of life?
I had wanted to follow him too,
To shift my world onto something new,
But minds are not connected,
None of them feel the same.
Give me a chance to prove myself,
You owe me that much,
But no one listens,
None here a sound.
Why am I unheard?
Why am I only seen?
Or, rather, just being.
I DO see the stares,
I DO hear the whispers,
But none of them care.
I try everyday to live up to them, to everyone
Then i thought...
I never lived up to myself,
Which is why I feel so alone.
So uncomfortable with this facade I've taken on.
It was my shelter,
It was my guide,
My haven,
But no longer my future.
I will no longer be afraid,
No longer be chained by my past,
I am coming to my own aid,
Hoping to be free at last.
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Anything But Ordinary
PoetryA collection of original poems and thoughts with rhymes of a wandering mind that is anything but ordinary.