Setting Free

Sometimes I am paranoid
Pretty sure the world is out to get me
So I watch in silence
Giving no words to twist

Chosen carefully I avoid
What other are able to see
Trying to be resilient
In pockets I keep my fists

This smile I give from the void
Covers what I was meant to be
And I will not ever repent
In a world I try to resist

Stoic Poetry


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