Friday 18 September 2015

Role playing

There are things 
That entice me
And make me go crazy
While I pretend to be someone else
Because I find that character powerful 
Slowly I realized who I am
What I stand for
And while in my role playing
I was given a character
I soon realized its not me
It is I who is blind
It is I who cannot see
For the acts, my character should be happy 
I, in my heart, feel sad and just angry!

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