There are times we want to follow the crowd. There are other times we want to be our own individual self. Sometimes we are just an individual trapped in a crowd of hyenna’s. Those hyenna’s are waiting to pounce and gnaw at us individuals at every chance they get.

Image by Ulrica (@Ullie) via Flickr

listening to the words
I see before me
just looking at them
as they bounce off the pages
but do I hear them

do I hear what they are saying
as often as they are said

probably not
because I am still wandering about
a bit aimlessly
in a place
I don’t want to belong

yet I do not get up
to stray away
from the pack
of hyenna’s
who continue laughing
at the lone duck

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