life is just a soulless planet
filled with half humans searching
...
I can be an eagle or
I can keep grinning
at the way you choose to manage
to keep me joyful and happy.
...
</>looking at my layered mirrored self
my bandaids are coming undone
from showing wounds and hiding them again.
you can't see what i've done recently.
...
when i was a boy
in the days of slow suns
when it was all fun and games
with no tongues
...
learning to trust myself:
each breath I take is a reflex
but each word that was said before was an act
and I need to learn control.
...
talking to the pages
of the words i read
of the laugh-man laughing
and the speed
...
calculating the mood
swing tides
of loving life
and being jealous
...
</>watching the broken clock
expecting to gain back what I've lost
expecting some simple things
from you, me and everything
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