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I’m just talking to myself. 

When you see me walking on the streets, 

And I seem to no not have a destination, 

Doesn’t mean am lost for a meet. 

Its on purpose that I  have no direction.

For somewhere deep in a castle that glints, 

I seet across someone and hold a conversation. 

Me: want to play chess,

Him:hmm, sure. To what do I owe the pleasure of the visit?(he snaps his fingers and the chess board appeared) last you where here you were a mess. I’ll take the white, you be the dark

Me: well, you live, you learn. I think  karma has taken a liking to me… 

Him:(he moves, I move) hmmm… What is it this time? 

Me: don’t pretend like you don’t know… Ah…! Am winning this one. 

Him: fine I know, so what? You want me to wave a magic wand and make your problems go away?(notices something.) best change direction before you make friends with the tarmac. 

In the real world, I turn a corner… It was evening and a little light rays hit the street, it was scarcely populated. As I continued on, I was back in the castle. 

Me: Haha no… That’s mine to bare. I just want company. 

Him: (left with one move, I block him, checkmate)Bah! Huuuh! Win some… Lose some. Go find a real person. 

Me: not that easy, 

Him: am not real… Don’t be afraid of rejection. Say hello,. 

Me: haha if it was that easy, I wouldn’t need you. 

Him: Exactly! (he says, leaving) Remember, am you, so I know you can d.. .. 

He fades away. Am left in the castle alone. 

I go back to reality, I walk by a coffee shop, I see a lady alone through the window… 

Leap of faith? 

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Lady, look into my mind! 

​I write this down hoping that you’ll end up reading it,

See, I find myself strolling down the city streets, 

Engulfed in an argument with my ultra egos,

Them saying something like, “bro, why you got to be making decisions on impulse? Its not right  how you hid from her, you gotta take a leap of faith…” 

Got me thinking, in the past I ended our conversations way to quick, afraid that I might give you  an reason not to be interested in me. 

Its funny how my very actions got me thrown off the bus. 

The thing is, with the day today life I find that my train of thoughts isn’t what we call normal. 

With that kind of realization, I hope you  don’t blame for thinking that you’ll stratify me as a weirdo.

Don’t  get me wrong, I’d rather be weird and myself than be a guy acting like something his not.

Cause really if my efforts as myself wasn’t enough, then I may as well as come to a conclusion that maybe it wasn’t worth the try. 

So like I said, I find myself strolling down the city streets. 

Pondering and wondering how to tell you that I have been crushing on you. 

Thinking about a utopian world where am the hero who gets the girl. 

Ha! So if you have read this, known that am on my way to tell, 

Sorry it took too long.