Shades of me

I tend to live in a fantasy world, wishing me away,
Wishing and dreaming I was someplace else.
Wondering how I would be as someone just...
not me.

I make a new life now and then,
I live it.
Feel happy, and actually believe I am
quite happy indeed.

But then comes the time, when I change,
Do I change? Becoming a new me.
There must be a thousand shades...
of me.

Too many shades if you ask me, there is.
So many it must get black one day.
Not soon, maybe never, I hope it changes into...
to not change, would be good.




Poetry by passed out
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Written on 2005-08-06 at 18:16

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Commentally Ill
i come in one shade. but many colors.
2005-08-07


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
i think we all get to feeling so at times in our lives, whjere we drift off into fantasies. a good piece.
2005-08-06