Who controls
My words
My breath
My movement
Is it really I?
Or maybe I'm a spectator
Of my own life
How many others
Look through my eyes?
Do I even have the right
To call them mine?
The one thing I can really control
My thoughts
No one else can hear them
And sure, my body can speak them
To make me still feel powerful
But really I am alone
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A Few Poems
PoetryHey, I'm glad you're viewing my poems. I'm learning to love each and every one if them, so I hope you do too. I always appreciate how you interpret this little collection of words, so please comment or message or whatever works.
