Leaving Them Behind

Leaving Them Behind

Falling, falling, falling face down
where is my stable ground?
Shifting, spinning out of whack,
yes it is a panic attack.

What kind of fear what kind of sense;
can derail me from being in the right state of tense?

Who are you and what am I doing here?
So many questions, can’t comprehend who’s near.

Drifting, drifting, to my quiet place,
no one knows I keep the same face.

Cannot recall what they really mean.
I am in a state of constant but never seen.
They have no idea who I really am,
nor will they take the time to understand.

Shaping, molding into the right place.
Not on your life, no mold can I embrace!

Yelling, kicking, screaming inside,
not much longer can I hide.
I have disdain for your feeble tales,
talking of nonsense, as boring as snails.

Left you all and you didn’t notice!
So is it true you never really cared?
I bet you would if the mold would have prevailed.

About mindretrofit8

Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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