Unconscious

I’m alone, but not alone.

We all feel empty, but don’t know it.

Until now.

I’m lost while on a path.

We all have majors, but fear what’s next.

Still here?

Unconsciously so.

 

I’m past all, except the past.

We all shine, but dim with passion.

We’re still here.

I suffer, but beautifully hide.

We may align, but match of hurdles.

What’s yours?

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This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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