sitting in my room,
with the lights off
and depressing music
running through my soul.
my mind flutters to the light,
peeking under the door.
sounds of laughter creeping out
and I wonder, if that light
will ever reach this corner.
but right now, I'm unrecognizable.
a person with two feet and a heart,
just another person,
a stranger.

the walls used to be white 9/12/11

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