There are times when I see myself
Doing all the Usual Things.
Always hoping for something more
But it's mostly disappointing.
It's like there's a big question mark
perpetually painted on my curious face.
My train of thought, my dreams- all constant
Save for the varying time and place.
Everything needs its time to grow
No point relying on the first impression.
The answers are lying everywhere
We only need to as the right question.
And I find myself wondering
Can I ever break out of this endless circle?
And find a place to breathe?
Break the chain, erase the question mark
And sail away to dreams?
1 comment:
That's a pretty piece.
"My train of thought, my dreams - all constant
Save for the varying time and place"
Those lines are truly amazing, so rich in themselves.
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