Oh yes life
Life is filled with excitement, but life is also filled with emptiness
Emptiness that fills our thoughts one second after the other
Emptiness where everything is gone
The thoughts are flowing, it is like they are flowing in a really special way
Flowing around those people who have come to being
The way we trust each other one after one
And tries with luck, to find one you can trust
It just never happens, because in ours reality
Means trusting someone nothing
No as long as we can not get anything out of it
Why do we listen?
Are we listening because we have to and there is no other option
Or because the person will not stop talking
We take it step by step and slowly moves towards reality
But what is reality
Is it the one i see or the one you see
We are filled with different kinds of reality
Reality about the perfect world
Reality about the not so perfect world
The thoughts are flowing, but this time in an uncomfortable way
Is the person trustworthy?
Will they say everything i have told them, to somebody else
Are they going to other people and calling me Ugly, stupid and useless
In my reality are people fake
People are good, but not enough
Because no matter how hard you try, you will never be enough
We should stop the fight about creating the perfect
We should be glad about the time we have now
Emilie<3
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Poems of My life
PoésieLife has not always been easy, my way of escaping is poems or short texts. I thought some people might share the same feeling or experience.