The Essence Of Who I Am

I used to wish I lived in a big city

Where I would slowly disappear into the crowd

Until no one noticed me

My flaws would become my own

I would never disappoint anyone

I could write my own brain’s quota

Or selfishly

Maybe I wouldn’t even write poetry

I would watch the news

Carelessly

And appear back to myself

Finally

M.A.P

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