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Comfort


Ignorance stares into my eyes,

It's cold grip grasping at the seams of my heart,

I peer into it,

"What do you want me to do?" I ask, 

 

It had been like this for so long,

I had fallen for its lowly ways myself, 

Just trying to make sense of who I really was,

When I was really becoming someone else,

 

A person that my father and mother would accept,

A person I could think of and feel secure,

A person just like everyone else,

A person that didn't hurt anymore,

 

When all along I knew why I hurt so bad,

The dishonesty I fed myself was bullshit,

Just a plot of normalcy ruled by my consciousness,

Just trying to live by the laws of ignorance,

 

But when I step past the boundaries that I've been told separate right from wrong,

Ruled by those who hold their ears closed tightly,

I see that ignorance can not keep me away,

I realize now the joy of my reality  

 

 

 

 

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