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My head is pounding My eyes are strained My feet are numb
Hands are shaking Brow is sweating Pulse is quickening
Is this what happiness looks like or
what loneliness feels like or
maybe both or
neither
Everyone has an agenda
Yet I am just standing here
An unimportant grain of sand in a never ending sea of crushed rocks that have existed longer than any human can remember or a huge fiery land mass million miles away that most people just
ignore because from their point of view I am insignificant
I can be what anyone wants me to be believe me I have tried
but it is E m p t Y
a s m b c a r l e d m s e s t a h t n b o d o y c a n u t n a n l g e
Maybe we become who we really are when we STOP listening to everyone else STOP trying to please everybody STOP playing the chameleon and START following
ONE VOICE
above all others
Maybe we become who we are meant to be
who needs punctuation anyway
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