Frozen Doubt

Nor white nor black,
Not moving forward nor back.
Unsure of my abilities,
Sure of my inabilities.

Confused with myself,
Just another book on a shelf.
Doubting the people I see,
Whether to be or not to be.

Spinning around yet static,
Being both civil and barbaric.
Surrounded by the sun's light,
Yet living in an eternal night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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