An artistic expression of my open mindedness.


Photo from Neil Hester

Either Or’s Revolving Door
by Jemar Souza

Frustrated,

By the imaginations
Of EVERYTHING

That I just hated,

As they make their way in
To the abysall blue

Of a psyche
That’s more likely
To think differently
Than you.

You and I are different;
Yet,
You and I are same.

So when I’m saying certain things,
You’re thinking,
I must be insane.

It’s not a game.

But to me,
There will never be more fun

Than to quickly think of things
That are only thought by one.

As that only one is me,
Sometimes,

I sit here,
Lonely.

But my opinions
Are never pinned in.

So at the same time,
I am free.


 
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