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I don't need you
To give me the world
To provide for me
To hold my hand every step

I do need
Someone to kick my ***
Tell me to pull my **** together
To look at me with that grin
To reassure me

To know they could give me everything, but won't.  
Because I can do it myself
I need to do it myself

I need you to walk beside me
Stand with me
Don't
Time is a funny thing
2 years ago
Seems like just yesterday
And 10 years from now
Feels like tomorrow.
Ever get curious about
how important you are?
Whether or not
you're pulling your weight
or dragging the whole world down?

For every center of a universe
there are pounds of flesh to mask it
call it what you will,

Human, homosapien,
the individual,

or Norman.

This planet is littered
with biases,

and each one
counts just as much
as the ones that don't.

"I'm gravitating
towards the shiniest
object in the store"

We say to ourselves,

unaware our consciousness
is simply a loading screen.
My heart fell
from the sky
down to the
darkness
it fall.

Now i got used
to not seeing
much of
anything
despite
the dimness
of the faint light
i still have.
part of my darkness series.
Darkness II :
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1778759/darkness-ii/
there are so many stupid people
in this country
Smile for me, he said.
And I smiled.
He loved the lie...
Sometimes, I'd think to that moment,
after he left,
...and I'd love the lie too.
Sadly reminiscing between work.
Oh where would all the world now be
without any people writing poetry?
Would it not be like some desert land
without the water of an oasis on hand?
And how could it ever possibly survive
if anybody around didn't really strive
to give something of themselves back
in making the place better and not lack
all those things it didn't have before
brought out through our mind's door?
Or leave behind some lasting impression
for those coming after our current session
is what most are here trying to achieve
and the world of all its troubles relieve.
How could anyone then just fail to see
the real person they were meant to be?
It may seem strange but true to say
we do all look forward to that day.
Though there may also happen to be
some others who think they are free;
from all those things they know bind
serving only as a burden of some kind
by not making any positive contribution
towards the overall progress or solution
of that which is held as the desired goal
and also the main objective of one's role.
Yes, where would all the world really be
if people didn't have time to write poetry?
________
Written in 2016.
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