As these rainy clouds in the sky,
you made my temper grey..
I walked steady and dry,
The rain drops caught me on the way.
I got wet and i stumbled
at these heavy rockets away ..
I could not understand you,
Neither did you though..
At least i can say that i tried,
Not sure of your side..
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They told me that i was fired,
You brought me back with a smile..
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At the radio station,
I heard it's gonna be rough..
The weather presenter showed some doubts ..
It's ok.
Nature has always been so undefined..
As these clouds are your thoughts,
never revised ..
I can't understand you and
You full me with doubts..
You can't understand me and
The privilege i offered is taken back ..
So fair !
So right !
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Surviving
PoetryShe wanted to survive so she created art. It's not a roman but kind of a short essay. It's about silence and noise, about introverts being forced to extroversion, about the little secret of an introvert. It's simply about a life among billions. All...
