Memory Lane - Poem by Libby Harvey
With a million eyes on my back i stroll down your street.
Then i stop at a corner, where personality and reality meet.
When i look around judgement fills this air.
People's thoughts pollute this peaceful place.
Folks put all their energy into this one small space.
Finding reasons to knock you down, searching, until the find the most obserd thing in town.
Their whispers taunt me, at night they creep to haunt me.
Plug your ears, and protect the drums from the rotten sound.
Keep strollin on down that sidewalk, little girl.
If you step on the cracks, take a step back, look around.
That step cannot define who you are.
Keep strollin on, see what you are to become.
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