Like a fog around my mind
a glaze about my eyes
I walk along
as though nothing were the matter
and I smile
It means nothing to anyone the way that I feel
We are all but people concerned with ourselves
Taking, taking
Walking in and out of each others lives
leaving stains and loud voices that over time become forgotten
I keep to myself these thoughts
the longing to love and be loved
I’ve fought against these thoughts
Hardened my heart and closed my eyes
And yet..
Wouldn’t it be lovely..

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