When

When did I turn back?
I wonder
When was I so alone?
When it was
I do not remember
Why every dream goes so wrong?
I see myself
I set direction
Recreate myself with each selection
Doing this emits correction
So I thought
So I thought
Everything seems superficial
As tangible as I see myself to be
Empty of heart in other people
Was my neglect
still blind
 I see
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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