i’m an open book
you can always tell what i feel
you can always feel what i think
i’m a naked truth
you can be dragged way so far from your nestling place
you can see me as the most brutal murderer
of your fairy tales
i’m no angel
you can choose to drown with my emotional flux
or to dance with its cycle
i’m none of them
who define you by your life attributes
who see you as the crowds want to see you
who love you by nourishing your ignorance
who befriend you with conditions
i’m one
just like you
but i choose
not to live by default
13feb2010
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