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The Search
Help, I'm stuck.
Back row.
Center stage.
Lost in the crowd of individuals.
Straining to hear myself
Over the silent scream
I'm alone
But that's what I wanted
Isn't it?
The search for myself
Intersects
The road maps
And game plans
Of so many others
Searching for themselves
Just
Like
Me
The taste of monotony fills my ears
And I'm back to where I began
Alone in a sea of millions
Hidden within myself.
Trapped in a broken spotlight.
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This is beautiful!
I especially like the middle parts - straining to hear yourself, but this being what you thought you had wanted, and the spacing of "Just like me" implying such a harsh finality.
Your beginning and ending also tied the poem together beautifully.
C'est fantastique :)