Moments like this where you sit and wonder
Whether your on the right path,
your vision is blur
Memories fading,
your mind kept on attacking your judgement,
it's funny because that's when you think your insane,
they tell you your weird and funny and the voices start to join the discussion what been raising in your head,
remind me who invited them,
it's not who but what,
yuh see, when you find your self challenging your thoughts and fighting off urges and battling with vicious words,
isolation becomes your best friend,
slipping away into the "why am I here" mindset.
Those four words and ten letters kept us searching four clarity and purpose,
it's a mental disease for not all of us would kept the search going or get the answers we've been longing,
let's not talk about the sad truth that we tend to push away n bury with our fantasies that we create and the bubble that we surround our selves within.
Maybe it's the thought of not being perfect or not being seen with flaws that we tend to attach our self to the filter of who we wish to be and what we wish to look like.
But you see it's only fair for someone to fantasize them self n not show their true skin ,
for the world that we created today only accepts perfect.
That's a misunderstanding cuz no one is perfect I meant to say they accept the flash that meets the eye.
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ONE SOUL, MILLION WORDS
PoetryA variety of words written in different forms of passion, pain, love ,trials, etc.
