LOST
I seem weary and lost
Cannot find a way to cross
Everyone else is reaching so far
Yet here I am, standing so afar.
Ambitious but unable to fly
Meant to be tied to the responsibilites of life
Dreams that aren't mine
But mine to fulfill and chase so high.
A huge step I took
Joy isn't what I found when I look
It took away my happiness
And freedom to choose.
The friends I have, founded love
Amidst intersection of path in life
Founded the right way,
Despite calls of where their feet should lay.
Yet here I am, lost
Not certain if I should walk past,
Away from this place they pushed
Towards my passion with my heart poured.
-Syrill 🖤
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An ink for words
PoetryI decided to just create a creative naration of what I'm feeling about someone or about what I feel towards the day. Not forcing you to read it but maybe you could relate 😊
