Nevertheless, everything is empty
You believe there are items all around you,
People,
Feelings,
Matter,
Atoms
The last two are not something that you can escape
Right?
Right?
Or so I thought,
Nothing around you can fill you,
Sometimes not even human interactions,
Not even books or other fantasies.
It's scary to feel so empty in a full world,
But not because of the reasons you think though.
Humans are social beings,
Yet I feel content when I'm alone
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Taste Of Freedom
PoetryWhat happens when a 17-year-old student discovers books and poetry while studying for the most important exams of her life? Well, words become her best friends! This is a collection of my original poems. When I write more, I'll upload them. Some poe...
