Wish I could be where I am not.
Live as I would but not as a cant.
Formed through my own and not the demand.
Hands full of anger, slipping like sand.
Got another life inside my mind.
Full of the life others lay claim to find.
Wish's cant abound but maybe some day.
Life as it were, life as it wasn't- life in a way.
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