Our thoughts wonder
In a sea of imagination
Each different in another way
Unique as one is
The only one there can be

Though there they sit
The lonely
Uncompassionate
Staring one down
Mocking another's every action

They surpass themselves
In a world of depression
Anger
Remaining as themselves
Never to come out again.

They have no thought
No life
And they will never imagine
The uniqueness they endeavor
Or the only one there can be

11/20/2001

Posted on 11/20/2001
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