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Silent screams

Wretched dreams

Wrecked minds

Shackled and confined

 

Lost is the concept of individual deeds

Where the herd leads

Mindlessly you follow

Thoroughly empty, achingly hollow

 

Plastic smiles

Might take you miles

The poker faces

Will make you go places

 

Breaking free

Can’t you see?

From this presumed role

Will save your confined soul

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2 Comments

  1. Great poem, I especially love the lines “Plastic smiles Might take you miles The poker faces Will make you go places” is really precious.

    • That happens to be my favorite part of the poem too. Conveys the pseudo two faced behavior people indulge in, under the pretext of society’s norms.


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