I was once like you––
A dreamer
Who believed that dreams do come true
But one day, I woke up
everything around me suck up
Without any reason I stand
Without any direction I run.
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Poetry"Too many things that were better left unsaid, that had to be left unsaid." I am tired of all the lies and betrayal. And of broken promises that were never meant to be fulfilled. But amidst all those uneasiness, I keep on writing my thoughts to less...
POEM 85| One Day
I was once like you––
A dreamer
Who believed that dreams do come true
But one day, I woke up
everything around me suck up
Without any reason I stand
Without any direction I run.
