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The Eye of Me
in a world of chaos and disparity
i but strive for order, peace and serenity
and prefer not to put words to how i feel
i'm not one for brooding or drama
though i've been known in my day to be
passionate, even wild and impatient
with the years i've managed to harness
the cauldron of energy i nurture down deep inside
still, to be honest, i don’t like to look in the mirror
i fail to understand where the years have gone
i shiver at facing the inevitable truth that
i could have pursued my dreams with more persistence
and could have done so much more with my life
in my eyes i see the tinge of failure and sadness
the flame of passion withered with disappointment
the regret of having ultimately taken time for granted
i see less of what i have done
and more of what i could have done
i see an emptiness that makes me sad
i see time slipping through my fingers
i realize it’s a warped vision that’s cynical and out of focus
but i can’t help but hate the sadness i see in the mirror
AP: 1st place 2026, Honorable Mention 2023, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on August 5, 2023 for LET THERE BE VOICE sponsored by JOHN ANDERSON - RANKED 2ND
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