Poem 24 {Color Blind}

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I could say it's dark and gloomy, but that would be a lie.

It's actually a glorious day,

Others walk around soaking up the joy and laughter of life.

While I keep walking, unable to find it.

Nothing ever seems to make an impact,

It all so bland and pointless.

I laugh and smile, but as silence creeps up on me it pulls me back to reality;

To nothing.

Nothing ever seems worthwhile, I can't do anything right.

These years are pointless, I don't deserve all this

And nothing will ever happen that will pull me above the surface with a smile.

All that seems to happen to me is that I get knocked down over and over again,

And I'm sick of trying to get back up; it's easier to just lie still.

I play the invisible role,

They see through me as they all keep moving.

I stay still; everything is working for them,

But for me there is nothing that holds meaning,

There is nothing to achieve.

So I roam the earth as one extra that takes up space,

I'd rather be free of all of this,

I'd rather there be meaning and warmth.

I'd rather these days to be memorable,

 Instead of day after day of blandness.

I want to be free.

 I want meaning.

I want to live.

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