I'm like a marionette in the stage.
All of my strings are within my control.
Because I'm a chameleon, they never notice me.
Every day, like like Halloween, is perpetually veiled.
such as trains
I'm always on the same road.
We are surrounded by mirrors.
And we're completely unaware of it.
When people look at me, they sense something simple in me.
That, however, is precisely the aim.
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Autor:
fernando_paz (
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- Comentario del autor sobre el poema: This poem talks about anxiety based on personal experience. I know that anxiety attacks and anxiety in general is a horrible experience. This is for everyone that goes through the pain.
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