I AM NO ONE, I AM EVERYONE

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TO DESCRIBE MYSELF WITHOUT THE FILTERS COVERING MY TIRED SOUL WOULD BE LIKE A LOVELY DAISY STRIPPED OF ITS PETALS. I AM A ROCK IN AN ENDLESS GALAXY FULL OF STARDUST AND NEBULAS. I CRAVE THE FEELING OF EXPRESSION, OF INDIVIDUALITY. I AM NEEDY. I AM NO ONE, I AM EVERYONE. MY MIND IS A TORTURED MESS, SCREAMING AT ME LIKE THIS POEM IS SCREAMING AT THE UNIVERSE. BUT ALL IN ALL, I AM A PIECE OF GLASS, FRUSTRATED WITH THE WORLD, THE SYSTEM. TIRED OF THE CONSTANT CYCLE OF STRUCTURE AND CORRUPTION THAT EVERYONE IS EITHER TOO BLIND OR CONTENT TO REALIZE. I AM A MESS OF RANDOM THOUGHTS WITH NO PARTICULAR ORDER, LIKE MY WRITING. I AM A SHRED OF BREATH LOST IN THE WIND, GUIDED BY THE VOICES OF COBAIN AND DEL REY. I AM NO ONE, I AM EVERYONE. I HIDE MY ANGER, MY HIDDEN UGLINESS, FOR FEAR OF REJECTION. AGAIN. I AM THE EMPTY FEELING OF 3AM, MEMORIES FLOODING BACK AND AN ACHING DESIRE TO BE 7 AGAIN. WHO AM I WITHOUT THE FILTERS OF NORMALCY AND ECHOING LIES OF "I'M FINE"? I AM NO ONE, I AM EVERYONE.

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