Aren't we all looking for an escape?
Something to numb the pain?
Aren't we all troublesome?
And aren't we all liars? With pretty faces?
Trying to convince our own selves
Maybe, tomorrow will be different
And maybe we could be different
That somehow, something would change
Or our ways would
And we'd force our worlds would
Funny isn't it? Tragic isn't it?
Pathetic isn't it?
But we really could not blame us, could we?
This is what saves us.
Undying hope.
YOU ARE READING
Life? Life.
PoetryThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life
