Getting stuck on the road,
A feeling that revived,
Sudden anger, sudden cry,
Not wanting to survive,
Too many people known,
In this world unknown,
The faces known,
But their hearts unknown.
Pains that we hide,
Behind all those beautiful smiles,
You want you, no one is you,
None can be you, not as unique as you.
Lost on the road,
In midst of things unknown,
Searching in the dark,
For people who are known,
Clues that are found,
Conclusions are drawn,
Pushed into the road unknown,
By faces that are known.
Left to escape on your own,
Pressure slowly killing you,
Life to live, truth already known,
Searching for love, searching for life,
Searching for a heart, a soul that survived.
Then there's a light,
That claims to fight,
For oneself, for you,
Something that describes you.
Scared of the unknown,
Broken trust by the known,
Engaging the mind,
To think what is right.
Unknown, who are you?
Being just like you,
Feelings shared like you,
You ask, who are you?
No one being you among the known,
Relief in your heart on the road unknown,
Happiness that's felt is known,
Finding yourself in someone unknown.
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Middle of Two Mirrors
PoetryPeople have different minds and different thoughts. There are different actions that define them. What you do, what you say, what you believe, everything is reflected. What you know is what you believe. Not knowing the truth, thinking of none, a ser...
