There is no real me:
only an entity,
something illusory.
And though I can hide my cold gaze,
and you can shake my hand
and feel flesh gripping yours
and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable...
I simply am not there.
only an entity,
something illusory.
And though I can hide my cold gaze,
and you can shake my hand
and feel flesh gripping yours
and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable...
I simply am not there.
2 comments:
Bret I am an old lady, but your words touched my heart. I have a grandson, who seems to feel very much like you do, and unfortunatly I can't seem to reach him
i happened across your pages whilst searching for "there is no real me, only an entity.. "
The about me where you said about when the time comes what will you be remembered for(?), and i have to say, it was like you found the words for my thoughts, it's an incredible feeling to be able to relate to a stranger, but it was amazing.
Eurgh, i'm sorry, i'm not explaning it right.. But, well, thank-you, i guess. for letting me know i'm not alone. Well, at lest I'm not alone in my feelings.
Thank-you, stranger.
Be sure that you'll be remembered by somebody now. :)
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