Always on my feet,
Never staying in place.
Can't keep me for long,
Once I lose interest
You can't match my pace.Always on the move,
Never too invested.
Skirting around the surface,
Fleeing before you can dive in.
I don't open up easy.But I'm an open book,
You just can't read my pages,
They're faded on purpose
So you won't get glimpses.It is how I live.
You can't really blame me,
Situations changed me.
I'm not a private person
But, I'm just not keen on sharing.©Sephace_
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On The Road
PoetryOn The Road is a compilation of poems inspired by the unending stories of life which entails both the good and bad and the exciting and depressing aspects of life. *Winner of The Coalition Summer Awards 2019 Poetry category*