Real

Posted: May 8, 2014 in Poetry
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living in a dream

I walk alone unscathed

there is a world around me

I know it is there

feel it every day

but with this steady beat

I can lose myself

let the rhythm take me along

on a steady little beat

strumming

playing,

fiddling with the mindset

of a world in constant flail

for don’t we all find ourselves asking

trying desperately without being seen

we want to know the scene

be part of the sheen

taste the wonderful delights

that to everyone else seem

real.

Comments
  1. I think this is amazing. Deeply pondering, of how much we are playing along with what others are doing, what they prop up as important.

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  2. thank you, I appreciate the look.

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