Questions
Turn to doubt
Which turns to chaos,
Swirling around
As I wander around in a kind of daze,
Roaming these same empty halls aimlessly
While all around, like robots-
Eat, sleep, live-
They seem to have no problems going through the motions of it all
The simple things that are anything but simple
Once I tried
I tried my luck at independence
Just me and my interests
Against the world
But now I'm growing detached from what I used to love and do,
Maybe even to a point where it become so wrong
All this because of you
Can I really point the blame, though?
All it took was a single traumatic,
Terrible event
To erase all the ties that held us together
I've seen the good and the bad
The hyperconnectedness we've created
Always being able to do whatever you wish,
So easy
It's strange
But
Maybe I'm stranger
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The Original Poems
PoetryA collection of poetry, all written by me. Some of its kind of sad, and kind of dark. But it's all based, however loosely, on real life. A note before you read: I'm glad you're taking the time to read my poetry :). But before you do, I'd like to m...
