Living. Poem by Carl Sinderby
Living.
Living for the expectations of other people,
Born with a number on a paper,
Media forcing me to take thy route,
Medication given to make me safer,
Living a life i never wished,
Feeling a need to take a drift,
Making excuses that im no good,
Smiling at others who seem so good,
Living for others but not me,
Giving so much but yet not free,
Im living.
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