I find myself, lost in Abandoned pages, Searching my mind For the missing I... Finding myself to be Nothing more than the Imprinted reality of All those around me. A communal soul, Reflecting the banality Of the human whole. A compendium of Actions and non-actions And interactions Shelved within me. Mankind's anthology Gives meaning to My collective soul.
This is the sort of stuff I've missed reading! Love this - especially the first few lines...
It can be hard to know, to find, who we really are when there is so much going on around us and the expecations others have fall on our shoulders... but hopefully we do find ourselves...
"Finding myself to be
Nothing more than the
Imprinted reality of
All those around me."
This is the sort of stuff I've missed reading! Love this - especially the first few lines...
It can be hard to know, to find, who we really are when there is so much going on around us and the expecations others have fall on our shoulders... but hopefully we do find ourselves...
"Finding myself to be
Nothing more than the
Imprinted reality of
All those around me."
My thoughts, my ideas and perception; this is all I am. I try to reflect those things in my writings. enjoy it or don't, but i sincerely hope you do.
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