the question
everyone wants the answer to
the answer that i dread
who am i ?
who decided who everyone is
why chose this life for me
why
why
there is a path
it leads to
great
happiness
when can i find it
the land
the land
of where i'm sure
sure of
who i am
the land not everyone finds
the feeling of content
washes over those
who are sure
those who are not lost
those who have answered the question
i'm one who
has not
felt the feeling
has not found the place
and has not answered
the question
who am i ?
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thoughts:
today was as it is always.... boring and dull ...the bright and sunny weather had no appeal to me, it was the craze at school i looked at the clones of barbie dolls at school they seemed happy as always ... why can't i be like them the normal ones ... the day went on as a drone life went on....why can't i be found in the land of serenity.
this is riley signing out .
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry*all lowercase* **************** should i do it why not it'll feel better, better than before i look into the glass that reflects all the empty glass eyes stare back pain evident in the body the look of somber the metal the cold metal...
