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Can you taste what I feel

In my world of

Watery bliss?

As we coexist

On this flat planet –

On becoming a person

I search for the potential

That I know I have.

And how many others

Could do what I do

Live like I live

Go like I go

Feel like I feel –

Not many, not even me

And sometimes,

I feel I could

Live here forever.

And sometimes

I feel like I live,

Only to die –



So tell the world

I won’t be home tonight

Because

Too many days

Go untouched –

And only for the

Sake of you

Would I hold my tears,

Because I think

Of myself as an

Outcast

And the cliché

Of a better man –



Would you forgive me

If I asked you

To die,

Only so you could live?

Because I feel

That I have quickly

Exhausted my resources,

As something said to me,

Remember these moments

And know what you have

Before it’s gone.

For life doesn’t award

Too many second chances --



And I now have somehow

Taught myself to be

Secluded from the rest

Of the world.

But at the same time

Attached in a way

That people want to admire.

Consequently,

From the bowels of my heart

I reveal the uncertainty

Of a composure portrayed.

And unfortunately –

It’s only an explanation

Of the way things were

In the first place --