Finding Equilibrium Through the Depths of Solitude
Socially unorganized, I place critics down a size
Standing with preferred confidence gave me insight
Partially adapted from the root of fear
I sometimes hear my inner voice remarking that my time is near
Position to overcome challenging courses
By altering our contained nature to make stronger choices
Often at the mill I witness the loud of noises
I either adjust or continue breathing in the poison and drown in my salty ocean
Maybe tears can be manufactured through happy times
Is it weird I fake my laughter through your own surprises
Some may question my ability to think and process
I reveal the sources to my brightened conscience
Assemble the many gears we set in stone
Ever wonder what's it's like to be thrown?
My past creates a memory lane for me to see
I rather improve my empathy willing to still believe
In love with a spirit because I glance swiftly while there is no in sight
Passport to find true family as I hunch over my seat, in hopes to discover actual happiness during a safe flight
Copyright © Anthony Parker | Year Posted 2018
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