As a child, I would point at the clouds and wished I could fly,
Would look for my wishing star as I gazed at the sky,
Waited for days, holding on to my dreams of wild adventures,
Lost in my own storybooks, seeing a whole world behind the pictures.
I miss those years when I could still believe in what I want,
When I think of the future, and nothing in me says I can't,
But now all I do is hold back my tears everyday,
Missing the time before the rainbows turned gray.
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Diaries of an Empty Heart
Poetry"And the sad part is- no matter how many galaxies I have conquered, they can only see the stars that I have not reached." A collection of poems and quotes that express the emotions I feel everyday, buried in my heart. The feelings that I don't have...
