what is wrong with me?
I am a dreamer that fails to dream
is it because of the stars in the sky distracting me?
Or is it the reality haunting me?
where do I go beyond these lights,
shall I stare at the beauty instead of the importance
can I be what you call perfect?
Or have I already failed at that dream
watery eyes; aching body
this pressure makes me want to blend with the stars
but I cant
I'll fuck up the stars
just like how I fucked up the universe
-Pluto
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PoetryHere's a collection Of my reckless poems Please enjoy These words I write As I tell you a story Of my life
