By Chris

I'm sick in mind
Brought back from where
I was before and I don't
Know who to turn into
All of what I understood before
Pass through life
Where one of opposite
Turns on those lights
Where to-nite I forgoe
Opportunities that before
I would grasp over
Personal freedoms.

So her and I play this game
Testing my waters
With questions on everyone's lips
While I try and give no hints
And tips of my other self
Buried under lies
Of past lives.

Thursday March 14, 1996.

Chris is a 19-year-old student. He enjoys writing short stories, poetry, and cycling.
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