Feb 23
Being the newcomers in a new place is... odd.
A new school, or workplace that just opened.
No one knows what we're doing but we all pretend like we do.
We freeze when someone asks us something we don't know.
We are imposters.
And though everyone is the same.
We still feel... Isolated.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poetry365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
