New Clothes
I picked out a new set of thoughts
I tried them on and they fit perfect
I wear them loosely and their comfortable.
Last year when I tried to find them
I was wearing a cloak of darkness
It kept me hidden in the shadows
I didn't want to change
It was all I knew
I had to be stripped bare
A make over like I never had before
I didn't think anyone would recognize me or want to
Those thoughts kept me alone and scared
I walked out on them
The hostage was freed
I picked out a new set of thoughts
I tried them on
Somehow
They just seemed right.......
J.Bovee 2018
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