Definition (Poem)

I´ve climbed the highest mountain but still I hurt easy
Keeping myself closer than my worst enemy

I wish I was someone else to see
If my reputation could recognize me
I change during the course of a day
I wake up screaming in the morning
As the day grows dark, I´m weary if not lost
I draw the curtains and fall asleep
Knowing for certain I´m someone else
Someone I thought I´d never cross.

Running back down the mountain, I don´t know the way home
Where I was bound to find myself waiting with only solitude to pay
And every single piece of clothing already drenched to the bone

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