They live the life that i want
They do the things that i cant
I've been born again ,but not of me, but of them
Starting back over at square one
Learing how to fear no man but at the same time being feared by everyone
Re learning the characteristics of the 'DON'
Be known but unknown
Making a statment with no sound
Saying hello whilst saying goodbye
Being and knowledgeable but acting dumb
Saying things in languages they don't understand
Blending and mixing with everyone being as close to normal
Not too formal, not too informal
YOU ARE READING
regretting madness
Poetrymaturity, eyes, betrayal, lies. poems detailing the self-conflict of a person continuing the story line of reflection of sadness.
