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Jan 2018
I used to,
live in a grand place
Barely fit through the door
Anything but a maze,
And now I’m trapped in a mansion
Tiny and complicated
Beyond my comprehension

Want to go back to those good old days
Where every corridor opened up some crazy new ways,
To see, view the world from a completely different perspective
Oh boy now all the walls are reflective
Seeing my own faces in each one,
Wait, was that me and why is my face gone?

Now I’m in front of a locked door,
Snapping my leg as I try to break through,
Everytime I break through, there’s more,
The floor shrinks, the roof collapses
The walls they’re about to give in
I’m tryna push through but it’s solid brick
I don’t know,
Maybe I’m just claustrofobic

How strange is it,
This lock seems counterfeit,
But it’s still keeping me trapped in here,
For minutes, hours on end
Maybe it’s a lot longer,
I just can’t comprehend

How is this real,
Can you see, touch, or feel?
No I can’t, so don’t worry here my friend,
Just smile, and it’ll all be great in the end
Even though this end may,
Come sooner than you thought?
Don’t try to comprehend what you can’t understand,
my friend

This isn’t working
By brain is just hurting
Confined to a small space
I just can’t function, like this
The representation of who you think me to be is what keeps me on my own four feet
But is it really just me or is there something else,
Torturing me,
Screaming at me,
Forcing me into the corner
My heart keeps shrinking
Barely know what I’m missing
Anymore, I think I’ll get used to my
Little apartment behind my face
And above my throat

I used to,
live in a grand place
Barely fit through the door
Anything but a maze,
And now I’m trapped in a mansion
Tiny and complicated
Beyond my comprehension

I thought maybe I could just move out
Of this place, out of my brain, take a break from this race with my other face
He is too fast for me,
But he’s just a mirage,
I’m the real me, not just a disguise,
So maybe I’ll let him win,
So he’ll reach the end before me,
and dematerialize
Leaving me with half a brain,
Just one face
And we, I mean I, will survive as I look through one eye and see him,
Already nearing the finish line
My disguise

How is this real,
Can you see, touch, or feel?
No I can’t, so don’t worry at all my friend,
Just smile, and it’ll be great in the end
Even though this end may,
Come sooner than you thought?
Don’t try to comprehend what you can’t understand,
my friend

Don’t try to comprehend, good friend
TheMeanBean
Written by
TheMeanBean  21/M/The Netherlands
(21/M/The Netherlands)   
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