Unacknowledged

Grown on a ledge,
Reaching for the skies,
I often counter gravity,
See the truth in my lies,
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I’m existing in a space,
Tween a future confined,
And a past, in a present,
That has left me behind,
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My time is displacement,
Like my efforts, net zero,
I’m escaping it all – these,
Fleeting identities and heroes,
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Where living isn’t acknowledged,
A blank space that chains and frees,
The present is yet another memory,
No carpe diem, not mine to seize,
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Fickle and often facetious,
These days don’t seem right,
Delayed gratification, derelict,
I’m surrendered to this plight,
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Coming of age in the shadows,
Of all that did and didn’t happen,
Eyes locked on the road ahead,
Oblivious of the past misshapen