Posted on
January 10, 2018
This place
A place I relocated to due to circumstance
Relocation is something I'm used to because its DNA runs through my veins
I was conceived in the Philippines and entered the world in Panama City
Every two to four years my father received orders and we relocated to...
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I sit under a bench in the shade
Old San Juan is where I spend most of the day
Listening to parched leaves scrape against the cobblestone
Birds chirping their happiness as bread crumbs fall against their beaks
In the distance, a few benches away, I feel your presence
I...
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Innervision
I am not who I am on the outside
I am not who people see
I am not who I see
The mirror lies to me
It lies to those who surround me
The mirror hides my misery
My sadness
My discontentment and self-pity
Why can I not be free from all that...
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