To Thine Own Self Be True
To Thine Own Self Be True
I melt into others.
I go with the flow,
fall into line,
am part of the tow.
I mime and I chime
from my safe with no key
unaware of the soul
that once was called me.
No meaning now
thine own self true
what does it mean;
to me to who?
Faintly I hear
a small voice in my heart
muffled, unheeded
just to be part
of the norm of the crowd.
My ‘static’ quo gone
Far, far and away
too long; too long.
Kathryn Collins
February 1, 2014
Copyright © Kathryn Collins | Year Posted 2014
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