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Click hereWhat I wouldn't give
to walk a mile
in my shoes,
to see what my
eyes have seen,
to pick my brains,
just for a fraction
of a while.
How I wish I could
know the stanger
carrying my name,
leech his agenda
and call it my own.
On the outside
looking in
I stand, paralyzed
and powerless,
while the stanger
called Me
arhitect the plans
of our common tomorrow.
Or maybe,
leaves it all
in the hands of an
uncertain unknown fate.
Just like I,
on the outside
looking in.
but somehow the line "just like I" seems wrong...sounds wrong unless you put an "am" at the end
I recognise that feeling. A very good poem, but I somehow feel that it ended a bit abrupt.