Sunday 26 October 2014

Forces in nature

Who forced whom was never the question that mattered
What was to be asked was why the word forced arose
Because the journey of being there became a battle
Where absence was present more often

Who compelled the other was never the question
The question was why expectations were seen compelling
Because care became a burden
And habits were routine more often

Who wanted a different version of the other was never the question
Why being self wasn't possible was to be asked
Because acceptance was taken for granted
And realitities were hated, fantasies were lived
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- Diary of an Oxymoron

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