Hideaway

My place is between the sentences, hidden behind words, squeezed into letters

Sunday, December 22, 2019

Momentary inspiration


If left in an empty room without mirrors
Do not ask me who I am
You will confuse and frighten me
For you see, I don’t know myself
I am forever shaped by other people
You drink, I drink

If you let me be free
I will become vengeful, angry and evil
I need to be controlled by other people
Or else I will not belong
You self-destruct, I self-destruct

Do not put me in a cage
I will rage, I will try to break free
Am I strong enough to see the strength in my weaknesses
You’re blind, I’m blind


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