I've seen that old lady go
And then
(Poof)
She's gone
Along with my sympathies for her
Replaced by this new beauty
Is it really?
You take the good with the bad
When you just sit
Waiting
What seems like ages
Ages,
Was it worth it
For a falsity?
Or was it for the truth
I can never tell
Always too gullible
Once again
A bag lady strays me away from my thoughts
My heart goes out to her
Homeless
For a while
Not for long
For me to do a thing
Not that anyone ever does anything
So do I really feel safe now?
Or am I just blending in the falsity
Thinking that I'm really safe
Are you safer alone?
I think I am
When I can surrender to myself
And my thoughts
else?
Why should my heart go out to anyone else?
There's that lady again
Her sorrows drowned in the noise
The chatter and bustle all around
I wonder if anyone feels the way I do
She's camouflage
She's a wallpaper
She's an eyesore
A numbing pain that everyone ignores
Just plain numb
that's what it is
And maybe I should be too
No one really cares any more
As I scrawl all over this writing pad
What are they thinking?
Are they watching?
Do I want them to watch?
And why am I writing in the first place?
Pause
For a quick glance
At the numbness that is all around
The voices
The numbness
The city
It's getting dark
Too dark for this black ink to make much sense
As I set myself aside
As I numb myself
To the city...
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