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Zombi

Not the glamorous ghouls from the movies
Or the pending apocalypse from the books
But the ones who wear monkey suits
Plasters on a fake smile
And pretends they are not dead inside
Like me.

I shall never forget the day
That I lost all hope
Say it out loud
Cried like an anxious child
Who lost their invisible friend
Red, puffy eyes
Sniffles like a cold
Not one kind word
Emotional rollercoaster

I wish they could all feel my pain
The let down of unpursued dreams
Failing before trying
Unable to make the leap
Too stubborn to try
An easy way out, hard way in
Retreating to the melee within

Sit there and judge me 
You don't know the battles
The scars that have shaped me
The wars I have yet to fight
It's true what they say
Your greatest enemy is yourself.
laurel

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