gary dacus Poems

Crying becomes the norm,
Norm becomes the rare.
Living in a dated life
The Date I'm unaware.
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You know me based on what you see,
I don't think you see who you know.
You say I'm always smiling always giving,
When really I'm always crying barely living.
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I have finally come to the spot
Where the rubber meets the road.
Where you open your eyes
But cannot see.
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I am a product of you all,
Everyone tried to shape my life.
While I tried to please all
I forgot to please myself.
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