What do I do?
where am I to?
everything a perfect misfit
and I am too
my skies never end their sway,
their circles push me as I lay,
as if tied by feet, unwilling my spirit,
I hear them say,
farther away, farther away
from her dreams that seemed real,
from shadows that gave her a veil.
What do I do?
where am I to?
stuck in a capsule that knows not to move
nightmare that has seemingly come true
nothing happens ever, here
in these lanes I grow grey and impair
so much to do ,
but shackled to root,
despair turns me insane.
they are on their way,
circling skies, dwindling worlds,
I need to run far away, far away.
What do I do?
where am I to?
everthing a perfect misfit
I don’t want to be one too.
1 comment:
ur work shows how deeply u want to see the clear blue sky and how much u want to be happy.
if u think that u r a misfit then everyone else too is. this moment is here. it does not matter whether we think this is perfect or terrible. it still exists. all we can do is be in this moment totally.
u and only u have the power to change ur life. no one else can.
if u can understand this, ur life is changed. miracles can happen to u.
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