Tue
Jul
14
Collage of memories
Collage of memories,
pasted into my dreams
Fantasies of truths and lies,
carrying around emotions in the suitcases of their minds
Thoughts changing too fast to find,
answers to questions waiting in line
Lies and truths now too hard to differentiate,
interchanging roles as they impersonate
And even though my eyes can no longer see within,
I pretend to know who I am
And even though life shaped me with rules I can’t comprehend,
I hope that change hasn’t erased who I am
