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A paper man
Under paper clouds
The sky is falling
and he doesn’t know why

His edges are folded
He feels he’s undone
There isn’t any warmth
from a paper sun

Cellophane grass
Cardboard under feet
He has a paper girlfriend 
With a paper heartbeat

His feelings feel flat
Just a few wrinkles 
Paper snow is falling
A tinfoil star twinkles

A world of my creation
I just want to feel
Hoping my sky won’t fall
Nothing feels real

I’m three dimensional 
Under a real sky
There’s hope beyond clouds
When my mind tries to lie

So I grasp for happy
A bit of pleasure too
Even when it’s not easy
It’s just what I do.

Inspired by a friend.
As men we are taught to keep our feelings to ourselves and suffer in silence.  In 2012 I went through  depression and it took me a long time to look for help.  When our feelings are flat and the world feels two dimensional, seek help and reach out to a friend. There are people who love us. There is no reason to suffer in silence. Colour returned to my world and I am thankful. The sky didn’t fall even though in the moment it felt so real.

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