When sun is bright as the truth untold
Will there be someone to take my darken soul
As the moon avoided my gaze
Who will I be looking when my life is a maze
Look at those stars
So close yet so far
I've been deceived again
By the sight of the inside
Psychologist called me a geek
For the things I know is out of the ordinary
Maybe the internet's too weak
For what I searched for is out of reach
YOU ARE READING
Flowing words
PoetryThe words flow through her mind But never in her mouth Fighting to be burst out loud Until it's forgotten and never to be found
