there have been...
many days...
where i get this feeling...
i wish i could...
just get up...
spread my wings...
and fly to another planet somewhere...
just to get away...
from everything...
a place where...
i can sit...
close my eyes...
let my mind travel...
off to different...
unknown places...
picking up thoughts...
here and there...
so as my eyes...
start to open...
my mind is beginning...
bring back...
many...
thoughts....
but i can't...
go to this...
unknown place...
cause its all a dream...
*opens eyes*
1 comment:
our poem has very childish overtones (to be taken in the sense of a search for the inner child in you). I like it because it is short and direct.
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