Alien IdentityA Poem by AnnaI am a foreigner to my own skin checking myself for thoughts of betrayal at every stopping point I am the shade of gray neither black nor white not enough to drip onto either canvas I am my own spectrum of ideas an extremist in liberating a follower of commands I have a voice opinions that ricochet off the ramparts of my mind I am gradually searching to find someone of relative familiarity cling to their identity I am a thief greedily taking from the thoughts of the exposed tearing them apart, molding and altering to claim as my own. © 2015 AnnaReviews
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Added on February 12, 2015Last Updated on February 12, 2015 AuthorAnnaAboutI'm 17 years old. Novice. I absolutely love writing, and I look forward to publishing things in hopes of constructive feedback. "You must stay drunk on writing, so reality cannot destroy you." -R.. more..Writing
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