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Poesía

A collection of my writings about other people. All mentioned are anonymous. May not make sense, but it is pure thought. Fiction and non-fiction.

sometimes

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by pastrychild

by pastrychild

sometimes

i end up so confused

ijust can't tell up from down

who is right?

and what is wrong

how do all these people know what to do

where to go

it makes me want to cry

imust have come from somewhere else

born on a star, bright

i forget everything

and i'm back to birth

i wish i had a light-boat

to tell me where im s'posed to go

but i don't know!

where were you, where were you

to guide me, to guide me

but then i guess i open my eyes

and i'm back to life