Monday, April 15, 2013

The Desire to Disappear.

The desire to disappear,
To make believe I am not.
To live among strangers,
People I expect would care not.

The pressures it frees me from,
The absolute absence of obligations.
The purest form of freedom,
to live beyond familiar limitations.

I have done so once before,
Forced into it by circumstance.
I wished then I could remain so,
And that none felt my absence.

Life, of course, takes it own course.
I do think of coming back with such remorse.

If I can, I will disappear again,
To live life as me,
And not how society demands I be.

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