This road starts but never ends
It has choices but never a decision
This road loves and never hates
It continues and never stops
This road is improvised by all step foot upon it
It inspires and changes
This road paves the way through childhood
It branches off from its stem like a tree's limbs
This road grows with its travelers
It looks over them as they walk it.
It's a band piece
weird, I know
it's from last year
and we only played it in concert once
but it means a lot to me
it reminds me of a lot.
Of Webtoons and authors and demented circuses
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Logically
How
do others see me?
Do they see a girl in gray cargo pants and light blue thermal quarter zip?
Do they see a friend who loves them despite her crankiness?
Do they see a quiet awkward girl who prefers books to people?
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