I don't like what I see in the sky
Everything's too perfect,
Too bright.
Just like society,
The standards are set too high.
You have to sell your image
In order to survive.
And yes, sure,
You can be anything you want to
As long as you follow the rules
And don't make a move.
But the truth is
We're all human beings;
All with our own struggles
And most of the times
We are our own troubles.
You can't force us
To look
To act
To think
All the same.
'Cause we all can see the constellations in the sky.
That time of the year has arrived.
The stars finally aligned
And we are no longer blind.
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time heals what reason can't
Poetry''Time heals what reason can't'' is about questioning your whole existence. It's about questioning your true self, your relationships, your decisions, the world around you. Everything. It's about wondering what is our reason to be in this universe a...
