The world works magic,
While we think we have it all under control.Gullible humans, understand;
Not everything is under your comprehension.Making decisions cautiously,
Weighing our cons and pros,
Ending up at our predestined destinations.Reach to a conclusion,
We walk out to work on it.
And, there, mysteriously, others appear.Apprehension, and guarding
shield builds up,
Hesitate to take a step towards the new.Slowly the wall crumbles away,
And there it is.
The new experience engulfs you in.You find yourself in a circle of people,
Somehow, you connect heart to heart.
You like you better.Here we are now,
Being the real weirdos we are.
'They' becomes 'us'.You find you, and there you are.
There you are with the new people.There you are with your friends.
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(29th July, 2019)
© AmyParkins
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