Needing a map

The philosophy and otherwise irrelevant ramblings of a struggling poet.

Sunday, December 14, 2003

Here's another, even though since I posted the other first, this would be the first one, and that the second, but I have a degree in english, and the ordering of things by numbers doesn't really work for me.

You know, I never wanted to be pretty.
Wanted to blend in with the scenery,
Watch the world fold around me
I didn’t smile.
I never wanted to be seen,
Heard,
Touched.
I Wanted
To feel my way through
Darkness hiding all the flawed
Smiles, and laugh.
Trudging through mired
Memories and life
Passing as the world
Around my shoulders
Falling into place with me
As a waterfall,
Or a tree.

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