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One of Those People MAG
She was one of those people who ate breakfast in bed,
Who woke up alone and
Never listened to what her parents said.
She was one of those people who bought window seats,
Who boarded the plane and closed the shutter,
Complaining of heat
She was one of those people who closed her eyes,
Who closed her eyes to the world
And mumbled her good-byes.
She was one of those people who put on her headphones,
Who refused to talk,
Who preferred to be alone.
She was one of those people who thought the world was beautiful,
Who believed it was good,
But never tried to live in it.
He was one of those people who lived life with ease,
Who never took a coat
And who loved the cool breeze.
He was one of those people who loved with his heart,
Who appreciated time together
After being apart.
He was one of those people who watched with his eyes,
Who listened to his heart
And who deemed it wise.
He was one of those people who opened his soul,
Who let into his life
The world as a whole.
He was one of those people who watched the world,
Who lived,
Who never let a second go by too soon.
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I hope that everyone strives to be the second. If we all did, then the world would really be a great place--wouldn't it be?
And I understand what you mean about how the two personalities can represent what one can be. It's nice to think that we all have different aspects of ourselves hidden inside of us, that only come out at certain times.
Thank you so much for the comment :)
At first, I was inclined to say that people are not this black and white. But the more I thought about it (and the poem certainly encourages thought), the two personalities seemed to represent what one can be. Is that right, at all?
Anyway, I really really really liked the bits about window seats and about not taking a coat. I thought they illustrated really well the very different personalities you were creating.
I like to think I'm the second. That's what I strive to be, and it's in the striving that we determine ourselves, right? :) Which are you?
I used to be the first, but now I'm sort of the second too?
Great poem :) keep up the awesome work.
