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Joliver
Poems
Oct 2015
Theory of Me
When I am described
Average is a common word
Just another person
Just another face in the crowd
Just… Me.
But aren’t I?
Me: The only true word to describe myself
I am me
But I try not to be
When they stare or laugh
There is no one I’d rather be less
Than me
I hear their voices talking
About that dreaded person
Me
But the voices aren’t real, in my head
And still...
But I’m just like you
Or at least close enough
But to anyone else
Just being myself
A sin, a crime
But at the same time
They couldn’t care less
Just me, just another lost soul in this messed up place
Looking for love, receiving none
Caring to a fault
But, that isn’t me
It couldn’t be!
Not for what they see
A character, an extra
Seen, not heard
With no explanation
As to why he’s there, or who he is
Ordinary in every way
Slightly above average at best
But, I lower my gaze
My time alone has ended
No more out loud thoughts of dejected rejection
I shut my mouth, bow my head
I need my rest
After what wasn't said…
I, am Me
The average schmo, I’d rather not be
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