In that phase of life where i am friendly,
but need no more friends.
I am ready to help,
but don't like being helped.
I am a good listener,
but won't have conversation about myself.
I trust people a little bit,
but not at all when it comes to emotions.
I feel emotions,
yet choose to ignore them.
I like to always be there for the ones' who need me,
but never expect anyone for me.
I like to just observe people in real,
I live with them in novels.
I talk only about materialistic things,
because meaningful things are better heard by a pen, paper & words.
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Wisdom of an Old Soul
Poetry"I bleed words through the scars of emotions, I take those and turn them into poetic notions" Whenever I go through emotional roller coasters, words are always there for my heart's rescue. I believe whatever I have expressed in my Poems and Thoughts...
