What is it about big things,
that stops us on our tracks?
Like we want it Soo bad,
But when we can finally take it,
We become hesitant ,
What is it about the right people,
That we keep second guessing them?
When we could just let them in,
And see where it goes.
What is it about those people we love,
That we let them hurt us again and again?
We keep repeating the same mistake,
To see if we learn,
But we don't.
What is it about setting an alarm to wake us up,
Only to snooze it when it rings?
And go back to sleep.
Satisfied, as you console yourself,
"Only five tiny minutes more'"
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I Will Find My Own Sky
PoetryA collection of poems 4th place in Kuru Family Awards. I discovered, They were normal, Way too normal. And there I was , Just a sad girl, Dying to unlearn being NORMAL.
