Standing on the curb
Watching your other self
Pass you by, waving as they pass
Do you get up and go find yourself
Or do you wait for yourself
To come back to yourself?

A question I asked myself countless times
Times when I felt like I wasn't being real
To my true self
Life is sometimes cruel
With its trials and tribulations
To the point where one has to leave
Ones truest convictions
To pursue a life of less substance

Thinking about the fellow
Who looked like a replica of me earlier
I examined myself and how my life
Has taken turns to the unknown
Crisscrossing into an unknown maze
Knotting and unknitting
Right in front of my eyes
I sometimes sit and wonder
What I had done with the thread of life
Cause I'm at the point of choking myself
With every move I make

The next minute I found myself lost
In the beautiful words by a wonderful poet
That I hold dear
And she said:
"It is the very liquid soul
That oozes from this pores
To light the sidewalks with our magic
Beyond the distant shores
It is the joy from which the laughter
Of the dying is drawn"

Sitting in my apartment
Later still, that same evening
I got rudely awaken by an abrupt call
From the police department
When I was asked to identify my own body.

~ Disguised in your own skin
   Overwhelming thrive to be seen
~ What to prove, what to win?
   Acceptance from unimportant faces
~ The faces criticize, they believe what they want o
   Unreasonable explanations, blinded by tragedy
~ Unaware of the value of someone like you
   Strong, brave, a high head with high hopes
~ Let them underestimate, let them laugh
   They'll soon come to realize, they're the ones who must cope
~ You've come so far, and with so little fear
   The ones who care are sure to linger near
~ Continue to express your radiance and love
   Until the end of your journey, you'll continue to shine
~ Set your mind free, don't listen to those faded faces
   Undermining stress comes with too much of a shove
~ No matter where I go, I'll remember your spirit forever
   I'll carry on what you've taught me, to different worlds and places
~ Different ways you've impacted my life
   These things I'm sure not to forget, ever
~ Each day our friendship grows stronger
   With fights, laughs, even some irrelevant drama
~ Our memories, our thrills, everything in between
   If you believe in our friendship, it'll last even longer
      ~Meagan Williams
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