Step up and grab a number,
Put all your emotions into slumber,
They don't care,
So why should you worry,
Your just a another written page
In someone's elses story.
You can't turn the page even if your done,
It remains open like the every shining sun,
You are never going to finish reading that only page,
it will haunt you with nightmares
It will never change.
You can try to burn it and tear it,
But somehow you try to repair it,
You try to close it and put your head down,
The book opens up and your surrounded by clouds,
The clouds of memories of who you use to be.
Wake up and breathe then you will see,
You don't have to feel trapped,
because you were always free...
Could be horrible to live
Could be horrible to live like life's an open book only to realise you're on/in somebody else's story!
Happy new year!
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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