Crack

Sun, 04/21/2013 - 01:39 -- chel

Location

32609-2086
United States
29° 47' 36.8124" N, 82° 15' 29.988" W

I finally see why I don’t fit
I finally see you
You can find beauty and wonder in the stars,
While I struggle to find something wonderful
Here

My mind prehistoric and obsolete in comparison to
I have given up on trying to amaze you because I can’t
Can you hear the chatter?
suppressing my human traits I still dance and flip for you
Can you hear the howl?

Even as I say these words, I love you.
Wish to be you.
Emulate.
Assimilate.
To have so much in the troposphere that you can focus on the stratosphere.
You got yours
I gots to get mines

Sustenance
Freedom from
Lack, low self-esteem, inferiority, depression, and thoughts of suicide

But you got yours and I can’t find mines
I see me and you
Lock and thief
Your presence shakes me
Your intelligence breaks me
Your success lynches me
But this is my fault right?
I’m am not sure who is to blame but
I just don’t fit.

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I feel you.

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