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Are we all just problems
To be tossed aside?
Our time has come
And gone
Our five minutes
Of unwanted fame
Which some search for
All their lives
And others avoid
Like the plague
Creeping along
Unnoticed
While the rest
Live their lives
Like an unpredictable ride
Carried
Loud and screaming
All the way
We think we are so complex
Hidden and mysterious
Unpredictable
When in reality
People see through us
Still judge us
No matter what we do
To hide
And avoid the scrutiny
Of others
Casting away
Our doubts
We lift up our heads
Face the words and laughter
When we really want to hide
Run away from our problems
Which we cannot fix
But this world
Is too harsh
And we cannot face
Its unbidden scorn
So we hide
But words are not beings
And they can still follow us
Still haunt us
You cannot run
And you cannot hide
From something insubstantial
Yet so sharp
It stings
And leaves scars
That only you can see
Curl up
Lick your wounds
Hide from the world
That is what we do
Always have done
Always will
After all,
We are only human
And we make mistakes
That only a human can make
We are cowards
And we pay for it