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At One Point In My Life, I Could Look Down Pitch Black Hallway, And See It As Clearly As I Had With The Light On, I Use To Be Able To See People, And Animals, That Have Been Gone For Years, I Used To Be Able To Be One With The Forest, Now I Am Just A Trespasser, I Was Broken Off From Society, But I Hated It, I Was Colorblind, Because The Otherside Looked Greener, Now I've Changed, I Am Right In The Center Of Concrete And Chaos, And Deep Down Inside, I Wish I Was That Person I Used To Be, The One Who Sat Off In The Distance, Unreconized, The One Who Could Sit Up In A Tree For Hours, And No One Would Even Notice I Was Gone, I Wish I Could Write Like I Used To, I Wish I Was Someone Who Didn't Have A Phone, Going Off Every Second Of The Day, I Wish I Could Just Sit In The Peace In Quiet, Listening To The Music Of Birds Chirping, The Person Before All The Hatred And Anger Entered Her Territory, I Wish I Could Hear The Things I Can't Anymore, See The Things That Are Now Invisible.. I Wish I Was The Person I Used To Be
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Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
The Person I Used To Be
At One Point In My Life, I Could Look Down Pitch Black Hallway, And See It As Clearly As I Had With The Light On, I Use To Be Able To See People, And Animals, That Have Been Gone For Years, I Used To Be Able To Be One With The Forest, Now I Am Just A Trespasser, I Was Broken Off From Society, But I Hated It, I Was Colorblind, Because The Otherside Looked Greener, Now I've Changed, I Am Right In The Center Of Concrete And Chaos, And Deep Down Inside, I Wish I Was That Person I Used To Be, The One Who Sat Off In The Distance, Unreconized, The One Who Could Sit Up In A Tree For Hours, And No One Would Even Notice I Was Gone, I Wish I Could Write Like I Used To, I Wish I Was Someone Who Didn't Have A Phone, Going Off Every Second Of The Day, I Wish I Could Just Sit In The Peace In Quiet, Listening To The Music Of Birds Chirping, The Person Before All The Hatred And Anger Entered Her Territory, I Wish I Could Hear The Things I Can't Anymore, See The Things That Are Now Invisible.. I Wish I Was The Person I Used To Be
Not Much Of Poem, Just A Wish List:)
sydney-victoria
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Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
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