For a heck long time I’ve lived in angst
Coiling like a millipede when faced with adversity
Pulling myself into a shell akin to a turtle when edgy
Shifting colors like a chameleon to blend in when twitchy
I was always meant to be distinctive
Whatever happened, I can’t tell?
When I glance at the mirror
I face a stranger
A stranger with dark rings encircling the eyes
Hair in disarray and with lice
Dressed in wornout and tattered cloths
Whatever happened, I can’t place?
The years have rolled by unnoticed
Taking a toll, immeasurable
From one misery onto the next
Whatever happened to life cutting me some slack?
Muzamir
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