Usurper

I am a usurper

Nothing you see

Ever belonged to me

My bike

My laptop

Why, even the clothes I wear

Are not mine.

I am a usurper

Nothing is my own

My thoughts

My feelings

Why, even the women I love

Belong to someone else.

I am a usurper.

Nothing is mine.

And so I claim everything.

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About victoranish

A theatre worker living in Bangalore.
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