People think they know me,
That what’s on the surface is all that there be,
They don’t understand that this man is more than what you see,
I have an inner strength- a powerful reality.
I’ve contorted myself to fit their small minds, small dreams
Sacrificing truth for friendships, looking for something deeper,
It’s ironic because I ended up with neither.
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anima aurea (Pseudonym) (
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An intriguing piece full of contradiction.
Ps.
Im totally with you at 'sacrificing truth for friendship.
You get neither with this compromise.
I like this. The thinking man realising he's on a different planet to most around him. Those last two lines are masterful.
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