I live in dreams
A beautiful reality
All is different
Yet
The same
I am unnamed
I am an alias
Stringy shirt
Hand-sewn letters
Time well wasted
I wear a smile
Proudly
Achieved
I'm still working
Building a great wall
Of my own
I have my poisons
I breathe them
But most do...
However,
I
Exhale meaning
Simple beauty
Poetry
I long
And long
And dream
Of loudness
And sweat
And ceasing to exist
In a crowd
Led by men with strings
And sticks
And words
Poetry
But words
Ink on a page
It's music on mute
And I'm poetry
Without ink
I am music
With no structure
No notes
Wandering with
Purpose
An oxymoron with sense
A hypocrite with morals
I believe
In nothing
But believing
In something
I am no egotist
I just am
Submission Name: S.K.U.
