Too Wise to Breathe
TOO WISE TO BREATHE!
I don't know this feeling, a stranger's guise,
Appreciate, contradict, beneath my eyes.
Deny, agree, a hollow, echoing sound,
Mock, express, on unfamiliar ground.
Direct, assert, yet feel no fire within,
Confused, detached, where do I begin?
I act these parts, but why no empathy's spark?
My fights for others, lost within the dark.
Am I not me? Echoes in the room,
This knowing vast, a curse or a boon?
They don’t see how easy it is
to live without thinking,
to spend without counting,
to die without wanting.
A simple joy where hollow echoes bear,
That you can laugh, where I can only stare,
A lightness found within the heavy air.
This endless abyss, where shadows play and blend,
I know the answers, but they bring no end.
A bitter truth I can’t outrun,
I decode it all, yet come undone.
Bold enough to unveil the unknown,
Lost in the depths I call my own.
High enough to grasp what you conceal,
Misguided enough to drown in what's real.
~Pallavi Pandey
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