He heard the echo

He heard the echo of footsteps

retreating from the empty game

of his life

felt strangely naked

walking the halls of normal

without a personality

he used to have one

everyone does

maybe he lost it

in transition to this world

what are the rules here

they shift like a mirage

in the desert

he keeps crashing into walls

disguised as figures of speech

he wants to climb the ladder home

there was no other person to be

he has to inhabit this one

it is his life

there is no other voice to speak 

he has to speak this one

it is his voice

 

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