Outside In
Always looking in from the outside,
watching, acting, clueless.
what should I do, what should I say?
every action rehearsed,
nothing real.
Books grant a haven,
no actions expected
except turning the page.
They teach, they are, they were,
constant.
Never wondering where you stand.
People are confusing,
every time,
a different reaction
to the same stimulus.
what should I do, what should I say?
what would Harry do?
What would Dumbledore say?
How would Fransisco D'Anconia react?
Would Dominique do this?
Does the BFG approve?
How do I show me
without revealing
me.
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