I have somewhere lost myself,
I am unable to accumulate
The feelings i feel for myself.
I am a Doll,
With a smile on her face,
But actually it is weaved by a lace.
I am tired of letting other people rule me,
I am tired of not having control on my life
Like i should be.
The tears i am shedding,
The way i am feeling,
You can never solace me
The way you should be.
I am not regretting to trust you,
But i am happy that
Because of you i learnt something new.
Now i will never be able to trust fast,
Because you taught me trustful people
Betray us at last.
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Poetry#170 on 07/02/18 "Don't tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on the broken glass." - Anton Chekhov What if you come to know the demons of the life? Would you still carry your heart in your palms ready to build a home in someone...
