I sat in the corner of a dark room,
Wishing to be something I never could be.
Hoping for things that were never mine,
Dreaming of happenings too unrealistic.
Waiting for the spark of joy to come to my life,
Staring at wonders, hoping they’d answer my call.
Thinking my life would change in a glowering second,
Whispering to the darkness to give room for light.
Speaking to silence, asking it to be my companion.
Listening to the voice of my heart, urging me to hold on.
Smiling at sorrows, pretending I do not care.
Lifting my head to portray the image of a stranger.
Crushing emotions to hide the fear of failing.
Dancing to beats I can never recognize.
Drawing a path I never wished to follow.
Singing a song I cannot tune into.
Saying things I never meant,
Never imagining life would twist this way,
A life to live for others,
But lived by me.

This is so relatable. “Lifting my head to portray the image of a stranger.” You have put into words what I’m certain many people have experienced; at least I know I have. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you 🙂
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