Where am I?
Who are these people?
Everything seems so transparent
Illusions tormented
Into an abstract view
Is it me who has truly disappeared?
Me who shied away?
Anxiety getting the best of me
As I wasted yet another day
If only I had wings
To fly higher than ever before
Towards better meaning
In a life anew
With dreams clearing my view
I came back
With the idea of being refreshed
But low and behold
I came back empty
Feeling more different than ever before
Dimmer town
Your glum has gotten the best of me
Just a Legal Alien
In an environment quiet and recluse
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
8/3/11
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
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