Everything is half-truth.

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Published: 07 Jun 2018 › Updated: 07 Jun 2018 Everything is half-truth.

Everything is half-truth.

I am from outside
I cannot decide
when I went out.
There is no pride,
there, inside here
I was not ever
urged to belong.
I watched the circles
something pushes me
back as I move in. Begone!
I ask if I am alone.
Alone and happy, One!
Cracks me up,
when habit backs me up
to drone.

Time to switch off my phone.

I'm racing against time
To claim the bitter throne.
My subjects: No one.

Royal stone.
All alone.
When
Urges croan.
I have a
solution.
It is known
the tone
often is blown
out of
proportions.
I do not
condone,
but you are
prone
to moan
my me
as your own.
Go on.

This is my day 93 entry of the 100 days of poetry by

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Everything is half-truth.