THE REASON WHYA Poem by Wafa. . . . . . .I’ve got enough, I’ve got lots but I still don't know who am I I’ve got enough Of this madness And these thoughts I’ve got a lot of noise around my head and now I can’t hear my own voice I've got enough Of these voices and this dust above my chest I have a lot of things But I don't feel these things I know I breathe but I don’t really know the reason why © 2020 Wafa |
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