Where am I?
At this point, I don't know
I'm in a middle of a crossroad
Lost on which way to go
I question the good things
Do I deserve 'em
When I' m pretty much lacking
I guess it's me, that's the problem
Would I find my way
To the place my heart will feel free
Please tell me someday
I won't be lock in a cage and just be
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RandomSometimes we can't show what we wanted to show, sometimes all we have is a pen and a paper where we can write it all, every feelings, every emotion, but sometimes even that is not enough. This a collection of my own written poetries, some are random...
