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I grasp for memories as they fall before me,

Like grains of sand too small to see.

Little things now forgotten,

Oh whatever could they be?

 

Steam blocks your face,

I cannot see

Whether or not you look at me.

I find it odd but say nothing more,

'Cause you're closed behind that door.

 

The maze I've built around my mind,

Guards me from clear thought.

With layers wrapped in meaning,

But too obscure to unbind.

Where do I reside in my mind?

 

Tears come too fast for my liking,

But I shed them with a smile.

They betray my weakness,

But also my pride.

Because I gave my tears a name.

They are called "humanity"

 

I'm not witty or clever,

Nor light as a feather.

I'm not gentle, nor meek,

More like a freak.

I view the world as a two-sided mirror

Not blind to the pain and horror.

 

I count my blessing

And mock those who don't.

I accept those around me,

Whatever floats their boat.

I prefer the cold of reality

to the solidarity of the mind.

And whether friend or foe,

I treat you in kind.

 

Smiles that cut.

Words that bruise.

What has anyone got to lose?

"An eye for an eye."

That's what they say.

Will it save anyone at the end of the day?

Smashing glasses, breaking plates

Heated words and twisted fates.

Pains that run around in circles.

Lies that cease to have an end.

I can no longer see around that bend.

 

‘Tis no secret of mine, I swear,

That I wander without a care

Going left or going right

I wander on my hands at night

I close my eyes and see the world

Dancing feet that never twirled

Catching clouds inside my fist

Such thoughts I cannot resist

Bleached tears adorn my face

I cheer for those that lose the race

Crying second, laughing first

Nothing seems to quench my thirst

None too far do I see

For all the others ahead of me.