Slave To Myself

I do not own anything,
At all, 
Not even
Myself
Hanging my thoughts on a shelf
I do not own those either, 
Thinking to myself, 
Where do I belong? 
Wishing that this suffering can be gone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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October 4, 2016 at 2:07 AM
Hope as you wish
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