The same faces, in all the strange places
every corner a mirror of the last
no where to run, no empty spaces
a world I don't fit in. forever an outcast
There wherever you turn, the smirks pursue
every room a blast from the past
where there is no window to escape through
away from this crowd, the frowns amassed
At every door, another face from before
sneering as I push my way forward
everywhere I turn, no matter how far I explore
those eyes stare back, feel so cornered
Led through this maze to find release
but those paths just lead me to more
the same faces surround, give me no peace
always blocking the exit door
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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