Camouflage
I'm getting good at blending in with the wallpaper
the patterns in the flooring
I'm even becoming etched into the glass of the living room windows
All the places that I find myself , losing myself
I'm learning how to exist in between spaces
I am here, but I am nowhere
I stop and stare to long, I keep silent to long
These days are to long
don't let me mention the hours, the way the minutes add up
The millions of seconds I spend vacating myself
In my world lost is the new word for what resembles life
on the outside everything looks fine
But I promise
It isn't
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