Seeking - Poem by A.R. Brixton
open the gate
of wisdom and sorrow
for all those things you never tought about fate
and it's real,
like you and me
your eyelids, your eyes,
your mouth and teeth
seek simpathy from me
but i'm such a different type of person
and as they seek simpathy, I seek attention.
close those arms, oh what a dreadful shock
compassion for myself, compassion for yourself
and it's real, yes it's real.
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