The same

The same

A Poem by Someones

Because I know everything to well.
I look outside my window and nothing ever changes, the same houses, the same neighboors, the same feeling.
I look outside to try to feel something... or to try to figure out what exactly Im looking for.
Is it me that see everything so simple? So not worth living for?
Or is it everyone that look everything so simple but tries to hide it with smiles?

Either way, Im lost again with my thoughts and I cant seem to find and answer, an explanation, or a reason to stay.
My present went from 24 hours to 5 hours, my past went from 19 years to 40 years, and my future might change to 0 seconds.
Trapped in my own mind, in my own thoughts and in my own world, wich turns to be worse than the real world.
Trapped in this words, to try to explain what Im feeling, to try to make sense to everyone and even to my own.

© 2018 Someones


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Someones
Someones

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A sad little person sometimes more..

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Laziness Laziness

A Poem by Someones