Sunday, April 5, 2009

Poetry Post 173

Norm
I am pushed to conform
To an ignorant norm
To reject desire and seek obedience
To live without experience

Isolation
I am still trapped in my box of isolation
Nothing here can stop my gruesome dark depression
To keep my life I need some more inspiration
Or I might let myself leave all God's creation

The Real Me
Don't let my mask confuse you
My persona and me are not one but two
I use my drugs and childish ways to avoid pain and fear
I speak loud and act insane just to let someone know I'm here
But if you'd let me take off this mask and let me be free
You shall finally see the true me

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