Have you ever talked to one of us?
You might not remember it, but for sure we will.
We seem a little off sometimes, in our very own little world far from reality.
Caught in our thoughts we still hear and see everything around us.
We see your derogatory looks and we hear every single word of your mockery.
But worse than others we will keep thinking about it, over and over we repeat your words in our mind, asking ourselves quietly what we did wrong and why you don't like us.
Think about your words next time you meet a dreamer,
You may have forgotten your words long ago while we'll still remember standing on the bridge,
and falling they're the last thing running through our minds.
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Poems
PoesiaThis is just a collection of poems written by me. I hope you enjoy them, please let me know what you think about them.