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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 ...

There Was A Time

I could reach out to you..
And all you did was listen.
There was a time..
I could just see you..
And all you did was smile.
There was a time..
I could hold on to you..
And all you did was hold me back.
There was a time..
I feared that you will leave..
And all you did was you never did.
There was a time..
I could read this all to you..
And all you did was to see through.
There was a time..
When I look back at the time now..
Gone in a split like how.
Vanished in thin air..
It crushes into your skin beware.
Invisible despair..
Just staring at you all day long.
While all you can do..
Is wander into..
The time that was..
Until it started to slip away from you.

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