the sudden realization
that your feelings are valid
you're suddenly paying attention
to the voice inside you vapid
for that voice is a noise in the void
a voice that gets you so annoyed
it interrupts you like a rude pedestrian
it leaves you feeling paranoid
in the aftermath there are moments of clarity
that leave you questioning your sanity
maybe you can't deal with the vanity
of being a part of humanity
analytical and critical
you study yourself, who you've become
becoming very hypocritical
of those who are emotionally numb
shut your peripherals
focus on the focal point
breathe in intervals
don't disappoint
maybe then
you'll find clarity
you aren't them but
find comfort in similarity
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PoetryDiving into adulthood, dealing with loss and love, and trying to figure out who I am. Will I have it all figured out? The answers probably no.
