Thursday, January 27, 2011

Apart

A glass wall separates me from your world.
So that your world tantalizingly hangs in front of me,
Like a bait,
Knowing that I can't touch it.
Knowing that I can't be a part of it.
Knowing that I can only wait.
and hope and wish.
While you go on and pretend I don't exist.
And
While I calm down the tiger in me
clawing fervently underneath my skin
to find an escape, to find freedom, but mostly,

you.


*Please judge me. But politely.

7 comments:

  1. Don't go pms-ing again. I sent you the cure.

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  2. Tu pitega. Badly. Soon. I swear.

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  3. in a way i can relate myself to this poem n thats why i like it soo much

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  4. Ohhhhhhh ahahhahhahaha
    Suyaaaaash.

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  5. Classy. You've captured a thought we can all relate to and worded it in a way that none of us could have done =P I love the reference to the tiger, clawing fervently. Good one.
    But I'd have left a better comment if I was in a better mood.
    I lost sadface today =(

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