I look to the sky and get looked down upon
Familiar feelings, I’m being shit upon
Is it just me am I the only one
Am I the only one to be looked upon?
I approach you, you’re too good for me
You is everyone, you, is me
So why compel myself to misery
Am I the only one to feel this is me?
I’m the one to create my desires
But I need you to fulfil my desires
You’re the finger, I’m the gun it fires
I’m the destiny of my desires
You created me, I created the life within
It was already there
I was there
The demons had already stopped and stared
You wear glasses, my eyes are blurred
We’re all the same, you and me
We all feel the same, to let things be
This is I, this is I, but is this me
Is this me, or the child of misery?
A contest entry
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very good

