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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2137890
a short poem about how we feel

Stumbling in the wrong door.
Wearing the wrong type shoes.
Socks match my broken heart.
Pants, my color of blue.

A collar inside out.
My life is upside down.
Jacket worn on my legs.
But I feel less a clown.

Eyes don’t focus on me.
I don’t know who I am.
I look to you for right.
And I’m just wrong again.
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