Do I know
Right from wrong
Up from down
Any longer?
Is my mind confused for the simplicity of my age
Or from the constant alters of life
Maybe everyone is like this at sometime in their life
Or am I the only one?
To see that death may be
My only way to sanity
Or maybe. I am only misfit
Because I am a rare kind
A kind of too much knowledge
But cannot yet access it?
Or a kind with no knowledge
But the sense to avoid its luring call?
The terrible world that carries rude awakenings
Horrifying fates
A world only fair to those who do nothing but wrong
But still live a life so worry free?
I cannot be the only one who notices the wrong
I am not the only one who is no longer strong
We sit behind these walls we build so high
Silently waiting for our chance..
To simply say goodbye
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PoetryA series of poems I've written. Things that come from deep within, soul and mind.