Hearing voices,
Still can't pick my own choices,
All these noises,
Will just exhaled onto my noses;
Waking up early,
Yet my body functions slowly,
Exhausted mostly,
Gotta do my tasks surely but quickly;
Stopped in the middle,
Feels like solving a riddle,
I was just walking down the path,
When I unforeseen the change of plot;
So many options,
Still having presumptions,
Straightforward doing the actions,
Not even realising what's my conclusion.
My whole confusion,
Will lead me to hesitation,
Will just hide my own destination,
Directing my whole self into separation.
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Her Poetry
PoetryA book full of poems. Its components filled in with different morals and lessons. It talks about LIFE and LOVE. Life is neither negative nor positive, just neutral. Same goes as with love; neither cold nor hot, just warm. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Words inside this...
