Something I'M Not
Tonight forever was broken
and the
Door
Was left
Ajarr.
A flux of destinies
I don't remember
Can't remember
Of the senses you're not making, something I'm forgetting due to there being
nothing to remember, a constant desire to surrender
To this insanity
Being controlled
Proving an inferiority
Wanting to be
Something I'm not
That wasn't me
That was the Liar
That was the thief
that was the jerk
Who wasn't me
The person I never wanted to be or ever was
And am not allowed to ever be
Colorful excuses
Boiled down to black and white
Of lies and lies
Jealousies and their disguises
Haven't forgotten something I wasn't there to remember
Can't guess something
Copyright © Troy Nelson | Year Posted 2006
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