Treasure Island

C.R. Ebowski

(Living in my reality / Dying in the world)

Biography of C.R. Ebowski

The words that I write are collections of random thoughts that have been collecting dust in a closet built for ghosts.

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It's Hard...

It’s hard to be me when I don’t know who I am.
It’s hard to be free when my mind is a prison.
It’s hard to see through the fog and traffic jam.
It’s hard to see the ghosts of those who’ve risen.

It’s hard to be me when I don’t know who I am.
It’s hard to be the person that everybody once knew.
It’s hard to see the cracks in my emotional dam.
It’s hard to see how my perfect life went askew.

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