Finding my place in this worldA Poem by Anaphylaxis
No matter where I am, no matter what I do,
there is always something missing. A person? A city? A dream? Most of the times is a dream. But I dream; I dream a lot. I dream everyday and everynight. Most of the times that is the problem. What if all of my achievements are not who I am? What if what I m trying for is not what I want? What if I am chasing the wrong dreams? What if all I want is to give my hug, my love and my soul to those who need? What if all I want is to make happy as much people as possible? What if all I want is to spread the love? Like for real, no bullshit. What if I am at the wrong place? What if it is the right time? What if...
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Added on November 15, 2015 Last Updated on November 15, 2015 |