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Imagination
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Personal A creation of mystery
Shy, calm and quiet
Lurking in the darkness
Creeping around like an animal
Distant and far
Yet near but to close
Only truth can explain it
No lies will tell that story
Being honest, loyal to myself
Strong against myself without emotion or feeling
Am I walking tall?
Or am I standing still?
Stiffness runs through my body
Drawing a blank in my mind
Questions to be answered
Confidence, self-esteem sunk to low
Beneath the gut of my stomach
Betrayed against my will to feel
Confused of what's real
Asking myself the same question
Over and over and over again
Is this sinking into darkness?
Am I complaining or just enjoying it?
The freedom I have is sacred
Entitled to keep my life revolving
Or is this just my imagination?
