Who Am I
Chaotic search for an answer
Whirling thoughts overwhelm me
Mind like a computer
Words soft like velvet
A skittish baby deer
Drinking $2 black coffee
I could have made it at home
Pretension all around me
Utter silence restrains me
I am no better than anybody
Heterochromatic eyes scan the room
What a black and white world with open eyes
With every blink, rainbow stars explode
Dreaming of breaking out in song
Adventure and licorice scented treats
Wishful thinking to break walls down
My soul setting the room ablaze
Blinding emotions, covered eyes
I dream of being free
For now, I'll drink my $2 coffee
I could have made at home
Copyright © Viola Darkly | Year Posted 2016
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