Shallow Waters
In shards, we are
Broken pieces of glass
Scattered to the wind
Like windows, you can see right through us
Bur mirrors, our reflection does not show
We are diamonds with high class taste
In crystal clear, shallow waters we run
On and on, we lost all meaning
On and on, we're made controlling
On and on, in our own minds
In our own minds, we fall
Our windows do not exist
Like mirrors, hiding what's inside
The diamonds don't mean a thing
But in our crystal clear, shallow waters we run
This poem is about:
Me
My community
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