I had no doubts, I can't fall asleep,
I tell myself that even that, I can't succeed.
I tried in vain...
My body and my heart must warn it,
And in the middle of the night, it starts again.
I tried in vain...
And I use a fake happy
And I use a fake happy
In a suit, surrounded by a dozen candles,
I meditate, at all costs, in the dark.
"But what route I will take?"
Child, without hope, since I was born, like skittles,
A fog, covers all my thoughts, the dark.
"Isn't it over soon?"
And I use a fake happy
And I use a fake happy...
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Strange Days - Collection of Poems
PoetryFor a considerable duration, I've dedicated myself to crafting an array of poetry and songs, often intertwining the two. The allure of poetry lies in its melodic potential, a quality absent in what some might label as lifeless words. It's this attri...
