How it feels.

How it feels.

A Poem by foufa la perle
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(A mess of a dreamer)

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I used to dream to fly high
I always wanted to reach the sky
and I wished to glow in the dark.

You, built up the highest walls
and I stood there to watch them fall.

Time moved a little slow and a little fast
and luck was truly never by my side.

If you ever took a look closer
I bet you wouldn't understand.
Call me a whishful thinker,
a dreamer, I don't care!

All I know is that someday I'll be there.

I never meant to ruin a life
and I never hid behind a white lie
all I wanted was to find a reason to smile.

Tell me, how it feels
to be the one that everyone looks up to?
And how would it feel
to be someone who sees everything through?

I spent my whole life trying to figure it out
but I wonder, is it just a waste of time?

It would take you a day or two to heal
but a lifetime to understand how it feels.

© 2015 foufa la perle


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Nice poem, though it's meaning is not entirely clear to me.

Posted 8 Years Ago


foufa la perle

8 Years Ago

Thank you! And if you wonder.. It's about feeling alone and misunderstood. And somehow I guess, that.. read more
Its good to see you here again.

Quite the shoes to fill to walk THAT mile, but some of us have and we do understand.

Posted 9 Years Ago


foufa la perle

9 Years Ago

It's hard to live thinking that nobody understands you. But it's harder to live not knowing how to e.. read more
wow every time i read this...im amazed


Posted 9 Years Ago


foufa la perle

9 Years Ago

Thank you!

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Added on October 18, 2015
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