Time goes by
And people come and go,
just like before.
I left the town I grew up months ago
Hoping to figure life out.
Still, I'm in doubt;
It feels like everyone knows
What their future is going to be.
And time goes on and on:
I am twenty one
And still I'm off track.
Still I can't picture it.
I still can't see.
It feels like everyone moves on
And I am the only one stuck like a tree.
I am staying green, witness
Of my friends becoming pink.
I am trying to achieve my dreams
And get the right amount of sleep
But it doesn't seem enough.
It feels like everyone has found their place
But still, I am looking for one to call Home
And when I look at my face
It seems I can't fit in it.
I can't fit into any script.
But maybe it is better like this.
At the end of the day
We just want to be happy.
But what does 'happy' mean anyway?
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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...
