Mind

I can’t be myself

in person,

so I project my words

onto you now

and hope they scream

as loud.

I’ve never been one to

shout over the crowd

just for the sake of being heard,

I do not care.

I know myself, that I was there,

even if no other soul

remembers.

I do not desire pity,

I do not long friends,

I know who I’ll cling to

nearing the end.

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