I always come and go,
I'm never around often.
If you see me,
I'll be gone the next moment.I'm part of everyone,
A fragment of every soul.
If you simply looked for me,
You would've struck gold.Many search their entire lives,
Wishing to know me personally.
Yet one thing they never know,
I was in them. Truly.Perhaps you can guess what I am,
Perhaps you will never know.
I just wish you'll find me soon.
By then,I have to go.I'm happiness.
I honestly have no idea why I'm doing this but I guess I just want to express myself.
This may not truly be "happiness", yet it's just some things that please me, that can put a smile on my face, that can make me nostalgic.
This isn't poetry, because I know I seriously can't do poetry if my life depended on it, this is more like a collection of random ideas, thoughts, and images.
I just hope some of you would understand how it feels.
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Ravings of a Madman
PoetryI guess this is just a place for me to speak my mind, and materialize my thoughts.I guess I just needed someone to listen, to understand.These are just my thoughts, inside the mind of a madman.