We all are looking for a thing..
Something that make us go on living.
Some call it love,
thinking that being in love,
would make them happy.
Other people go after money
to fill the holes within..
Others go after fame,
filling the gaps inside,
with people that admires them so.
Some chase Success,
to get everyone's respect,
making them feel important and hard to replace.
I call it,
"Purpose".
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Webbed Thoughts
PoésieRanked: #71 on Poetry Category November 16, 2016 Don't judge the book by it's cover, Have a look inside to uncover.. Even titles doesn't matter, For the content of a Book or a person's character, Isn't always defined by what people see on the outs...
