Lost and found...
Head feeling heavy as I lay down at night,
staring at the ceiling blankly in sight,
millions of stars float brighter than ever,
my eyes blink with them when I am sober,
My feelings heightened after poems I read, reminding of a "me" once thought who was free, dreamt of dreams too high to reach,
now sort of loosing the hopes I wished,
Fallen like a flower seeming old and dry,
though looking so perky and fresh and nice,
the soul that resides in me tells me not to care,
for i dream for a reason, or so I dare,
Thoughts flood my mind if I was not who I am, someone who doesn't care or even give a damn, would my life be easier If my feelings were shut down,
wondered would it please the people around...
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