Aspiration
I choose to live in disguise
Far apart from these deep blue skies,
I choose to be a pendant from these diamonds
For they enslave the hands that possess them.
I choose to be a revert to these streets
A mount of possibilities beyond their limits.
I choose to be the dark amiss the light
Invisible to the eyes of every sight
I chose me over every fiber of my content
Beyond the specs of every ideal treat,
On the plate, am said to be an impersonator
But I'm Me...
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