By Cyril Joseph
You stared at the mirror,
So you wouldn't vanish,
It wasn't vanity, but no one understood.
You climbed walls,
So you wouldn't get stuck,
And of course it wasn't trespassing.
You did something wrong,
And called it great,
It wasn't a lie, just an exaggeration.
You didn't choose,
Cause you were confused,
And no one should have rushed you.
You couldn't leave,
And you didn't want to stay,
It's not like you forgot the way out.
You could be happy,
But there's nothing here for you,
Better leave than be left.
You think you're right,
I don't agree, of course,
Wouldn't matter, unless I was wrong.
By Cyril Joseph
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