Looking

November 10, 2009
We are always
looking

For something


Forgiveness


Of deeds long since past

Acceptance


Into an ever changing world

Appreciation


For work so long endured

Approval


From those we call our friends

Love


A simple little word


A warm lingering kiss

Our keys


because who can keep track of those things

But as we look























outside

We
























miss

What's
























really












important


We miss























ourselves

We never write


We never call

We

























lose

Our
























hopes

And our
























dreams











Desperately trying to fit that










Obscure vision of normalcy


Just follow the herd
We'll be okay
Who needs originality anyway?

And what is it that sets us
























apart?


A short hair cut?

Is it strangely dyed hair

Or contact colored eyes

Or is it something which can not been seen

Something which lies inside

Like a bear in hibernation

Is it the kindness




we show






To those we know the least


Or is it

Doing something we hate









Just to bring a smile to someone's face


Maybe

Its a maturity thing







something that comes with age











That right of passage











That comes in











many ways


But maybe it's not different
Maybe it's all the same











Maybe it's when you're on the outside






















looking in


When you can look at yourself


Without changing the angle

To hide what you see within


Maybe it's when


You look at yourself














Straight

in the eyes



















And you've found yourself














again





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