Appearance
I stand proud in my suit,
A Smart, professional appearance,
Not really what you expect.
When you suffer a different experience,
Things are not what they seem,
Even the person next to you,
You wonder if they are real.
Or if their stories are true,
This is a story of a journey,
A train ride on the underground,
Who is this man standing next to me?
Not knowing where the train is bound.
I ask him "Where are we going?
Is it travelling up to the
light?"
I am taken by this apparition,
As this man disappears
Into the darkness and out of sight.
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