I can’t tell
If I’m lost
or if I’m just not found
I can’t tell
If I’m confused
or if I’m in a fog
I can’t tell
If I’m the enigma
or if I’m missing pieces
I can’t tell
If I’m scared of myself
or just want to be hidden
I can’t tell
If I’m in a movie
or my reality is dramatic
I can’t tell
if I’m an introvert
or I just enjoy being alone
I can’t tell
if I want to live
or if I’m content being alive
I feel this exact same way so often it’s overwhelming. Thanks for sharing.
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Welcome – thank you for reading
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I really really liked this poem
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Thank you 😊
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You’re welcome (:
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Yep. Still love this poem. Thanks for reminding me!
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Welcome!
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Wow, B. 👏🏻👏🏻
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Thank you Rita!
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I love it❤️
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Thank you!
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My pleasure.a great read as usual.
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Wow so beautifully said!
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Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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Life. What do you do with it? Take it in small doses and deal. Some days I need utter silence when I get home from work, so nothing is on, tv, music, nothing. I’m content. Then other times, I need the noise. Soooo, I blast music. I find it freeing. Releasing. Giving. So, in those moments, I’m found and lost. This is awesome. I love it.
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Thank you!
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I am reading this at a time when there is an intense, blustery wind afoot. The trees outside, however, are quite calm. I would say the idea of taking everything in small doses is the most sensible approach to a Universe that is full of sound and fury, and contrary to Shakespeare’s pronouncement, signifies a great deal.
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I agree with you on the sensible approach!
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