
She follows their lead,
Laughs at their jokes,
And obeys their orders.
Keeps up;
An image unclear grey,
Under dim light,
Unseen,
Undiscovered,
Unknown.
Blending into the army,
Wearing a fake smile,
Afraid of being an outsider,
Terrified of being omitted--
From the Friday night get-togethers.
An enemy of loneliness,
Standing behind the mighty ones,
In a single line.
A shadow,
Waiting for her own ray of sunshine,
Doubts victory,
She just,
Follows,
Obeys,
Smiles.
She wears a mask,
Over her own figure,
Projecting what could be real,
True,
Her own,
Not to soon disappear,
Dominated by a greater transmission,
Into tomorrow's tenebrous twilight.
Laughs at their jokes,
And obeys their orders.
Keeps up;
An image unclear grey,
Under dim light,
Unseen,
Undiscovered,
Unknown.
Blending into the army,
Wearing a fake smile,
Afraid of being an outsider,
Terrified of being omitted--
From the Friday night get-togethers.
An enemy of loneliness,
Standing behind the mighty ones,
In a single line.
A shadow,
Waiting for her own ray of sunshine,
Doubts victory,
She just,
Follows,
Obeys,
Smiles.
She wears a mask,
Over her own figure,
Projecting what could be real,
True,
Her own,
Not to soon disappear,
Dominated by a greater transmission,
Into tomorrow's tenebrous twilight.
That was amazing, u r a true poet Anna. Great imagery, poetic devices, and definantley line breaks. Great Job!
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