When the past feels distant
And the future looks bleak
I get lost in the present, find it hard
"To be".
Past, present, future.
It was mine
It is me
What I will be
Yet I feel no part of it.
What was it like be like that?
I think I lost the strength to fight back.
Now I'm just dodging the truth,
Learning to lose,
Stopped dead in my tracks
when I'm supposed to move.
Wanted to be like Superman
But.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
No I still want to.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Enigma: All the words you won't get
ŞiirHonestly, that's what I think of when I read literature, poems and the like. But of course, I'm joking - I really hope you take away something from reading this work! This is a collection of poems and rhymes of special angles the world showed me. T...
