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Return To You
The world has begun to morph again
The ripples in time becoming more apparent
As I walk down the same hall day by day
I cannot help but look at the changing shapes around me
All that was once familiar is different
Yet to everyone else the world remains the same
Why must I see the different collisions of spaces all around me while everyone else remain unaffected?
As I walk down this familiar road I cannot help but want to return to the darkness
Darkness that does not change
Darkness that always remains the same solid figure while everything else drifts and breaks

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I chose to write this piece because my world has become extremely overwhelming and different as I transition into becoming an adult and graduating high school. It shows how I wish to return into my dark room and ignore all the changes around me, even at the expense of my mental health.