The person I aspire to be
is already there inside of me
repressed by pointless enmity
that smothers any random ray
of sun that tries to shine my way
and pierce the archetypal gray
but I can never seem to find
a way to free that soul resigned
to living out its life confined.
Are You Reading Me?
2 comments:
i feel you so much today!
Some days are better than others eh my friend?
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