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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 ...

Where ?


Where do you want to go?
Where the stars put up a night show..
Not sure where that happens?
Come, sit next to me..
You will see.
I don’t want to..
Who said you have to if you don’t ?
So I am not coming..
Well, you aren’t leaving.
Is that what you prefer?
How does that matter either?
What you looking at?
Just, why aren’t you mad yet ?
Why would I ?
You won’t stay that long..
And there’s no way you are wrong.
As your chosen path seems sensible..
While my methods are incorrigible.
Are you listening?
The wind whispers..
Looks like you are gone..
I am to sit next to this stone.
As the moon shows up..
alone..
Refrain from looking any further..
The stone gets cooler..
Shivering arms gets closer.
Are you still reading?
For a happy ending..
Because it’s dark..
Not sure where to go.
While he ain’t coming back..
So let me doze off until dawn.
Let me loose stare..
Wake up if I care..
To let me choose Where.

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