Little Things

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I've always shoveled in details
Following all the hidden trails

Sinking into soft explanations
I crave prolonged fascinations

I've always desired main story
Never satisfied 'n' never sorry

My questions are such burden
For I don't wanna be uncertain

My curiosity leads me to pain
It usually makes me go insane

But after so years, I doubt it all
Curiosity has caused me to fall

Now, people keep avoiding me
'Cause they want to feel so free

They leave me, they feel bound
Oh craving to evade my sound

Standing in the middle of life
I feel so lost in a useless strife

I'm lost in haze, I slowly blink
My loneliness makes me think

So entangled in complex strings
I forgot to enjoy the little things

Author's Note

I wrote this poem to reflect the importance of little things in life. Curiosity is a good thing but one must not be excessively curious about every detail because there's a certain charm of mystery. Sometimes, one should be satisfied with little things instead of digging out all the details. Try it sometime. You'll love it. :')♥♡

Much Love xX
Hazel *-*

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