Static

I’m known for my composure in part
Maybe because I’ve mastered the art
Of appearing peaceful and whole
While a civil war rages inside my soul
Mind vs heart, memory vs lies
Perhaps I have grown wise
But it’s difficult to tell by my eyes
When peace & numbness wear the same guise

KJ šŸ“–āœšŸ¾šŸ‡°šŸ‡Ŗ

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