Reality
This poem is composed by a 12 year old student, MK, submitted under my account as the teacher.
Reality
Faces, all the same
Games, all outside of me.
Am I popular?
Or am I just a speck?
Maybe half a speck,
I am all alone
Everything drifting away,
Telling, looking, expressing.
Am I real?
Is this a dream, of someone close?
Separation,
Something I hope to be not
Separation,
Coming to me
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