Sit in the hallway, mirror at your back
Listen to scraps of a world gone wrong
You empathize, try to
Apologize, and they say, painfully,
Just run along
Stand in the doorway, lined face under your skin
Emotions on the threshold can’t cross through
The eyes say go, the mouth frowns
Pins you down
Walk the legs and stay the soul
Then you go online, to the grapevine
To catch the latest hollow news
Find what else to confuse
How to follow when they don’t want you to go
How to find what they want you too well to know
How to speak in both innocence and true emotion
How to bend and twist that strangely learned devotion
How to make patience rest while worry steps aside
Take the cart and ride
Through mazes where you’re given maps
But no clue which to use
It’s time to choose
It’s time to choose
It’s time to choose















Comments
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"If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform one million realities." -Maya Angelou
That was beautifully written, by the way. I wish had gotten the chance to read more of your work when we were in Creative Writing together.
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Faced with apathy, I will take action.
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Rather than asking Who am I? we
might ask, In how many ways can I be myself? Rather
than asking What is my place in the world? the
question might be better put, In how many ways can I
experience a sense of belonging to the world?
And my writing's just okay. If you look at a single piece, it's good, but collectively... *sighs* there's no variety to the mood or tone of it. I want so badly to write something positve and upbeat alongside every cynical, dark moody essay of mine, but when I try, it's shit.
You on the other hand... you have a GIFT. It's pretty effin' awesome.
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Faced with apathy, I will take action.
--
Rather than asking Who am I? we
might ask, In how many ways can I be myself? Rather
than asking What is my place in the world? the
question might be better put, In how many ways can I
experience a sense of belonging to the world?
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Faced with apathy, I will take action.
Cheers,
Bradley
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"A delayed game is eventually good. A bad game is bad forever." -Shigeru Miyamoto
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and I'd like to
change the world
it's easier than changing me
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Rather than asking Who am I? we
might ask, In how many ways can I be myself? Rather
than asking What is my place in the world? the
question might be better put, In how many ways can I
experience a sense of belonging to the world?
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