Insanity is whenever I think of you and me,
It's crazy 'cause we're the very essence of virtual reality...
Everything's just inside my fantasy,
A realm in which I go to,
everytime I try to escape my reality..
The present life I have,
which is not good but not all bad,
I'm grateful,
yet some parts disgusts me like some would,
if they'd eat up soiled food!
For people who are hungry it feels as if you're drinking muddy water in the Sahara Desert..
You pity yourself,
but you learn how to appreciate.
YOU ARE READING
Webbed Thoughts
PoesíaRanked: #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...
