Sometimes I feel like
My body is not mine
I feel lost in time
And no one knows any sign
All the times we die
Just to feel alive
I'm afraid is not enough
For us to survive this time
I don't care what people say
But sometimes it's hard not to pay
Everybody hates Everyone
When we can be as swan
It's hard to forget that we walk alone
In this garden of sad tone
Tuning myself to the nature
To feel I am nurtured
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THE CLOUDWALKER
Poesía𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
