Is that you? The mirror.
I always ask everyone to help me,
but no one is up to lend a hand
Am i that bad to be shrugged?
I didn't do anything wrong, right?
Here I am, in the corner of my room
With blinding darkness and deafening silence
That's my only remedy day after day
When I thought of everything is gone..
Suddenly I saw twingkling and blinking light
There in the other corner, I found it
A light that speaks, disgusting and dirty
My friend, is that you?
Why do you look like that
Miserable and lifeless soul
Opposite of vibrant and bloom
But manage to speak in voiceless
"Save your soul from that misery
Wake up and start all over again."
I didn't see that the light is a resemblance
A familiar, productive, and optimist..
Reflection of my self.
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I'm Nothing Without You
PoetryThis book is the compilation of poems, both my works and works of other poets in history. most of it is about love and how does my world goes when i'm in my both past and present love. hope you enjoy reading my poems, be inspired and might as well...
