Warm hugs and yet I feel soaked
Nothing thrills
Like I'm sleeping; never awoke
Remorsing about my past or always too alive
What am I afraid of
The people? Or me being naïve?
I smile, I laugh, I rejoice with every affection
But wont' let you in
I have a fort of protection
An eccentric feeling no song can describe
Tricking myself talk, feels like a crime
A bribe
Its cats raddle and rubix cubes
Jumbled and tightly packed
Trust me solving the confusion
Only leads to more fret
Thus I soak in this numbness
Of being alive and not
Wrap it around my heart, give it my best shot
Makes me heartless
Confused to feelings I once knew
Values no opinions
Okay! Barely and rarely a few
It bars, confronts and draws a fine line
Between what is real and fake
What is temporary and not mine
It isn't sad or gloomy- take me by no surprise
It feels like summer breeze
With hopes of a new sunrise
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