Nostalgic Reminiscency
I was on my own
All alone i didn't
Get along with society
Displeased at
Segregation but
More for integrity
Mentally scattered
Emotionally shattered
Socially sputtered
I was in a state of
Pristine and didn't
Care for prestige
A seldom character
Self integrator
Done with metamorphosis
Now it's my synanthesis
Copyright © Kyle N. Sampson | Year Posted 2018
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