At my age child make their dream
At your age maybe they live in it
Am I strange that I don't want anything other than
Pen and paper
To fill the blank paper beautifully with sad memories
I know I am selfish.
But it is better than blank paper
Am I strange I have no dream
But still I don't wish luxurious life
Am I strange to devote my life to blank paper
Am I strange if I am not running behind money ....
I don't wish
I have no shame to say
I have no dreams nothing at all,
Emptying my mind here
I want to be in my world
I want to make my world
Am I strange?
By N-
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Mind- Out Of Coverage
PoetryIt is about a mind that is out of coverage that is my mind It is about random topics Like first three are For my FUTURE friend scenery that I imagine ( I think) About a child,mother and blood You can give it a try! Have a nice day though
