I recall my nostalgia when I was a child. I was at peace with meeting many people; their sweet and cheerful faces viewed me as unique.
No stress, pure joy, make a friend easily, and quickly grow.
My responsibilities were free.
My life was free and unconcerned; my journey had just begun.
I am Blue...
But now, as an adult,
my mood swings like a pendulum,
Stress often plagues me without any quantum.
Drinking alcohol and taking drugs for pleasure is my battle with people
Building friendships is harsher, but trust is hard to find,
The burden with many responsibilities is different grinds.
My battle in struggles blinds people.
Setting me up for trouble, the challenge.
I am Blue...
Over time, my mood has changed; I am growing up,
From my innocence to my stance morality, I have known change over the years.
But I will navigates these challenge of a test, and I will find my pathway with my survivor.
With each passing day, I learn every day, grow wiser, and become more aware, but I get pain stronger.
I am Blue...
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I am a Blue (series)
PoetryA blue character is among ordinary people from the rest of the world.