Dispersing Thoughts

Sweet requiems that serenade ears

 become eerie screeches from sirens

 filled with tears when dreams and fantasies

 become tainted with everyone else’s fears

Our eyes become blinded by the singing of other’s concepts

 that plague our mind-frames into believing 

that what we wished for isn’t a complete idea

And instead of steering our own ship through the paths,

 we paved for ourselves

 we end up living the vicarious lives of others 

as we navigate through the rivers they designed for us.

 Forever trapped 

believing that we can’t formulate our own thoughts, 

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