As I watch the world turn around me I feel the ground move under my feet.
It moves as if to drag me along
But I am comfortable where I stand.
Those who know me don’t,
Strangers aren’t all that strange though.
I sit and watch as my peers chase stars
While I watch for the rare rainbows.
As life moves on I am stuck in place,
I find comfort in solitude and find peace in the quiet.
Please grant me the freedom to live in peace forever — this is who I am.
Dec 26, 2024
Dec 26, 2024 at 9:33 PM UTC
As I watch the world turn around me I feel the ground move under my feet.
It moves as if to drag me along
But I am comfortable where I stand.
Those who know me don’t,
Strangers aren’t all that strange though.
I sit and watch as my peers chase stars
While I watch for the rare rainbows.
As life moves on I am stuck in place,
I find comfort in solitude and find peace in the quiet.
Please grant me the freedom to live in peace forever — this is who I am.
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