sad person


I no longer look into people’s eyes

For I am ashamed of what my soul can show them through my looking glass

I no longer know why I am like this

Nor do I try to understand it

I have accepted the new me

As I hope for insanity to take me

And not this little dose I taste

What would you call my thoughts if you could watch them

What if you could hear them

Imagine a cartoon with a small but heavy cloud a few inches from his head

That pours heavy rain

Lightning and thunder on him

That’s me in real life

Except my reality isn’t animated in that way

And so I walk trying to avoid as many people as possible

And just feel everything


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