Can't tell if this world is too cruel,
Or is this me being too greedy.
Just wanna go back to that moment I fell,
but the time keeps pushing me forward.
Creeping alone in the shade,
that I brought upon myself.
Killing my every emotion,
Deep down I'm cursing myself.
I thought it would be easy,
But this pain is severe.
Come on, how long can I hold on to my patience?
Tell me how much it takes, to bring back my smile?
How can I be the only one, to be blamed?
How can all the paths, leads me back to same place?
Is it that hard to follow my dreams?
I'm just trying to be myself.
I'm just trying to survive on my own.
But everytime I tried to fly,
This world just bring me down.
And they talk about having hope,
The word I hated the most.
'cause everytime I hoped,
It just brought me grey sky.
Wishing for any magic to stay,
that'll take away every misery.
And bring me the blue sky.
It's just another day,
when I was about to reach it.
But it fades away.
Come on, how long can I hold on to my patience?
Tell me how much it takes, to bring back my smile?
How can I be the only one, to be blamed?
How can all the paths, leads me back to same place?
Is it that hard to follow my dreams?
I'm just trying to be myself.
I'm just trying to survive on my own.
But everytime I tried to fly,
This world just bring me down.
I'm sick of faking smiles,
and loving things I never liked.
I'm done with working hard,
'cause it is giving me nothing.
I can't think of hoping anymore,
when my hope for it just died.
Can't tell how much I want to cry, so bad.
But I can't.
'cause I'm scared.
It feels like everyone is listening, my weakness.
Come on, is it that hard to see me smile?
Is it wrong for me to be happy?
Come on, how long can I hold on to my patience?
Why am I to be blamed,
when the mess was never mine?
Is it that hard to follow my dreams?
I'm just trying to be myself.
I'm just trying to survive on my own.
But everytime I tried to fly,
This world just bring me down.
Just wanna go down a path,
that will lead me to blue sky,
and bring me the brightest colors,
gives me a golden day and warmth of love.
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Stream Of Thoughts
PoetrySometimes my thoughts are violent, Sometimes they bring me to the light. Sometimes I sit in silence, Sometimes I'm running for my life. Just random thoughts that I write for motivating myself when I'm struggling from daily life problems and these ar...
