Break Free

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Stuck inside this shell
I long to break out
away from this mundane life
I wish to break free from this boring routine
materialistic ambtions galore
swimming against a tide (that we call life)
fast at times
slow at another
stuck once in awhile
clueless for the rest
I wait
like a shadow in the night
like a fly around a light
like a rebel waiting to break free
I wait
I am tired
trying to make sense of this humdrum existence
life is now a high speed car race
drive fast stay with the pack
drive slow and be left behind
its all happening all to fast
living in a circus
walking a tight rope everyday
smiling to one and all
juggling everything that is thrown
another day, another act
another mindless journey
putting on a brave face
wearing a new make-up each time
on and on,
does anbody know what we are living for?
outside the big day has dawned
But inside in the dark
I want to break free...





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SilverDawn said...
Jun. 7, 2009 at 4:30 pm
Whoa, this is a very truthful poem and I love the circus analogy. So original (: and I hope you feel better soon <3
 
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