Jan 2014
I'm a voice,
not an echo.
Everybody around me is letting go
of what they love
to please
their friends
family
society.
Hollow beings
cover the world like
broken,
alabaster shells
trying to change their shapes,
to wedge themselves into the puzzle.
I am a voice,
not an echo.
not an echo.
Everybody around me is letting go
of what they love
to please
their friends
family
society.
Hollow beings
cover the world like
broken,
alabaster shells
trying to change their shapes,
to wedge themselves into the puzzle.
I am a voice,
not an echo.
