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Today I Don'T Want To Be Me

I don’t understand the state of your hands, Your eyes look through me and are lifeless. I can’t turn to the right and I can’t go to the left, If I close my eyes I want to be somebody else. But I’m not and I am here, I wish I was alone with my thoughts. But they are fading faster than I am, Why can’t I hear the noise on the street? I thought your hands would be cold like your eyes, But they have a warmth that I didn’t want to know. Please go away, Please walk the other way. Please smile and tell me it’s ok But you are not going anywhere, It’s only me that is going. Why is it getting dark when it’s the middle of the day? I can’t keep my eyes open but I am not sleepy, My throat hurts; I can hear my heart beat. I thought I was alone but now I see you are still here, Are you my friend? I don’t remember knowing you before. But you must be because you are still with me Now I remember you, now I know who you are. Please go away, Please walk the other way. Please smile and tell me it’s ok But you are not going anywhere, It’s only me that is going. But everything is alright now, I feel like I could live forever. I can hear music playing; I can see lights flashing, People walking towards me but looking sad. Hello, will you stop and talk to me? Why do you walk by and ignore me? Why are you stopping next to me and shaking your head? Is this a game, this isn’t funny anymore, I am here, look, I am alive, and I am not dead. What are you all staring and pointing at. I look down and I see me laying there.

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Date: 6/6/2012 6:26:00 AM
When I click on one of your poems I know it will be amazing Rob. Thank you for sharing your words with us. I hope all is well with you and yours. I will stop back again soon. Love, Carol
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