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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

Noise


All the time
They talk to me
Filling me over
To the brim.
To escape I try
Distractions pry
Shouting on top
To fill the gap.
Always around
Sinking you down
Hidden tears
Taunting fears
Crowded it sounds
By Diving deep
you can only weep.
Eyes are reflection
Defeating perplexity.
They cannot defy judgement
But follow an agreement
The more you see
The more you choose
Not to loose
Either being empowered by inner voice
Or ignore as there seems to be a lot of noise.

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