Often people ask me how am I...
i give them answers with a sigh...
I may be good, i may be high...
But i know i will live yet another day to die...
As i speak i think within...
Are they concerned or just sly...
I may be bold, i may be shy...
I am a teenager with a fluctuating mind...
For confused i am but i dont know why...
Is there a reason for existence of mine...
Will i follow the path of a godly line...
Or will i drink the devil's wine...
Will i drown or will i shine...
With all these thoughts running within...
I just say ohh! Well i am fine...
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Insomnia inspiration
PoesiaFor the readers- Observing is one of my best addictions. I observe everything from the buzz of a fly to the storm in the sky, from two lovebirds to two birds in love. And whenever i get an urge to express them, i start writing. Poetry is just a way...
