At this point,
I'm not what I'm used to be;
I wish to fly in the sky,
Rather than my wings are breaking down,
Had I found my key,
But my doors are cracked.
My heart still reminds me
what I am.
My mind keep questioning
who I am.
My words became useless,
My rage break into tears...
At this moment
I found who I am , what I'm waiting for;
My dreams are being locked
in my eyes....
My doors are being knocked by you....
©pinkylove
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