They wanted me to think straight
But I can't
They wanted me to win
But I failed
They don't wanted me to be weak
But I am
They said I exceed excellency
But I know limitations
They told me to follow what is right
But neither is correct
They told me to face reality
But I was clouded of dreams
They again told me to face reality
But I can't since fantasies is my utopia, my way of escape
Dwelling in the past isn't good
They once told me that.
But what if no matter how hard I try
I go back on the past?
Should they blame me for that?
I am tired, too tired
But life has been going on again and again
That tomorrow seems to be the same to me.
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The Deep Darkness (Collection of Poem)
PoesíaA step into realizing reality, knowing what is truth into greater extent. A collection of different mix feelings, expressed wholeheartedly into words. A slow journey of distinguishing light from darkness. Knowing the value of words and how it affect...
