Make Believe

I thought I was the only one
Selling half of my mind
to any buyer who’d
pay the sufficient amount
of peace of mind.

But look at you
Standing in the corner
of some version of reality,
Sniffing around for anyone
Who’d buy you off.

Sad,
Yes it is sad,
My heart doesn’t
feel that comfort
When it relates to another.
It’s just
Sad.

Running past the cars,
They shower us with
the previously fallen rain,
Yet nods are shared
in agreed love for rain.

I don’t believe it,
For I, too, will ride
my vehicle of change,
And let it take me home
where I’m the next me.

I thought I was the only one
Unsure of what
shoe size I had to fill,
Or where I draw the line
Between losing my inhibitions
And losing myself.

But I see it in your eyes,
As you insert yourself
between those people,
With their loud opinions
and designated conversations

Sad,
Yes it is sad,
My heart doesn’t
feel that comfort
When it relates to another.
It’s just
Sad.

I thought I was the only one
of my sad kind,
Living in the hand-drawn border
Between truth, sincerity,
and well crafted lies.

But I see you there,
Trying to erase that line
With all your might,
And in this make believe world,
I think you just might.

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