Friday, April 19, 2013

NaPoWriMo 19th Day

I moved to get away from great distractions,
From focus-breaking, time-wasting interactions.
I saved my body from internal destruction,
From sickly shell to motion-activated function.
I freed myself from judgement ridden fashion,
From others' fear and jealousy driven passion.
I made my way from Hell into my own,
For endless guys' attention, I bemoan.

Although, really, this is nothing new,
I would rather have many than few.

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