I simply became a cloud,
and
drifted
along the sky's set path.
because after hating myself for
so
long,
and losing my soul,
I finally found peace at the of a bowl.
bottom
And this led to losing myself again,
but
worse,
forgetting that I had even lost myself,
including
how,
why,
or
when.
I was lost, and wasn't even looking,
was never planning on getting back up,
so I found myself at the bottom of a red plastic cup.
And with my head beneath that seat,
wearing my porcelain crown of shame,
I felt my life
had
been
cheated,
who I was, was not who I became.
I saw myself looking back at me,
a familiar image I thought I once knew.
"Who the **** do you think you are," I said.
And I replied,
"I
used
to
be
you."
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 1:47 AM UTC
I simply became a cloud,
and
drifted
along the sky's set path.
because after hating myself for
so
long,
and losing my soul,
I finally found peace at the of a bowl.
bottom
And this led to losing myself again,
but
worse,
forgetting that I had even lost myself,
including
how,
why,
or
when.
I was lost, and wasn't even looking,
was never planning on getting back up,
so I found myself at the bottom of a red plastic cup.
And with my head beneath that seat,
wearing my porcelain crown of shame,
I felt my life
had
been
cheated,
who I was, was not who I became.
I saw myself looking back at me,
a familiar image I thought I once knew.
"Who the **** do you think you are," I said.
And I replied,
"I
used
to
be
you."
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