I feel
peace,
But I
feel my peace is compromised
And that
makes me arrogant, sometimes rough.
Imperfection,
I see them whom I failed to love.
Memories of thy make me soft and
Thy remain the best of mine forever and ever,
I fail to
define, which I hate the most,
A mixture
of several feelings disembark on the shore of this transience
O, what a beautiful and wonderful life!
I live in the soul of life.
Yes, “My life is so much more interesting inside my head.”
I wish if I could write the feelings of my life into words,
No pen can handle it, no words can represent.
I wish if I could write the feelings of my life into words,
No pen can handle it, no words can represent.
Excellent post. I'm experiencing many of these issues as well..
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