Sometimes, I get tired of chasing my dreams,
Because reality is full of madness and evil schemes,
I embarked on a journey to sail the smooth seas… I’m tired
View More I’m Tired – Let’s Trade Reality for a World of FictionSometimes, I get tired of chasing my dreams,
Because reality is full of madness and evil schemes,
I embarked on a journey to sail the smooth seas… I’m tired
View More I’m Tired – Let’s Trade Reality for a World of FictionJust like that, he let me go,
So unexpected, I was like ‘whoa!’
Despite it all, I still wish he would say,
I love you, please stay
This is a poem about living an illusion. Sometimes there hides an ugly truth behind a beautiful illusion. It’s hard to admit that ‘I am not okay’ (I need help).
View More I am not Okay (I hide behind a beautiful illusion)Loneliness is addictive,
You learn to love the peace and quiet,
No reason to feel vindictive,
It takes a crowd for uproar and riot,
If life was a canvas, I’d paint it colorful and bright, I’d draw lots of butterflies and stars in the daylight, If dreams could be…
View More An Impression of an Ideal World