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New Day
Quiet I sit.
Silently I pray.
Wishing for a new day.
My circle of friends
Is a circle of lies
They don’t see me.
They see who they want me to be
My story told by others
Unlived by me.
Forced through my error
I must live this way
Waiting for a new day.
But, no one sees
No-one even believes
In my story.
Can I really say
I wanted it this way
But Here I am alone.
Quiet I sit
Silently I pray
Knowing there is no day.
Silently I pray.
Wishing for a new day.
My circle of friends
Is a circle of lies
They don’t see me.
They see who they want me to be
My story told by others
Unlived by me.
Forced through my error
I must live this way
Waiting for a new day.
But, no one sees
No-one even believes
In my story.
Can I really say
I wanted it this way
But Here I am alone.
Quiet I sit
Silently I pray
Knowing there is no day.
Published 3rd Sep 2009
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Anonymous
4th Sep 2009 1:40am
Hi Spiral vine,
I like your poem!
It is easy to read and leaves open space for imagination and your own story in it... keep up the good work!
I like your poem!
It is easy to read and leaves open space for imagination and your own story in it... keep up the good work!
