The closer I get
The farther away it seems
How long it will take me
To achieve my dreams
Steady steps,
despite my doubt
In the wrong direction,
my father does shout
I don't give a shit
I do what I please
because I always say
the day, I'll seize.
k.g
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colorless
PoetryIn this instant, I see it all so clearly; while colors are such a vivid asset in his book of pictures, I have realized that the reason I do not fit in this title is because I am simply devoid of color. I am c o l o r l e s s. I am nothing but slathe...
