I’m not a
pessimist, I just don’t see the light
I’m not depressed,
I just ran out of pleasure
I’m not side
tracked, there’s just no horizon in sight
I’m not poor, I
just didn’t find that promised treasure.
I’m not the one,
not the one they say I should be
I’m not hiding,
just not that extravagant and colourful
I’m not silent,
I’m not loud, although I mostly disagree
I’m not the one
that’s being blind-sided and disrespectful
I’m not scared,
not at all
I’m not angry, by
no means
I’m not on a high
horse, for sure I’d fall
I’m not down, only
confused it seems.
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