Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

This world seems like,
 A better place to live when I was little.
 Now I feel like I don't fit in,
  It's completely different. 

 Or maybe I changed my vision when I grew up,
  And I'm looking in the wrong place,
  For the rest of the things I need in my life.

  The wind runs through my veins, 
 My thoughts ruin my peace
  When I let them rule my mind.

   Music is an old friend of mine,
  That often reminds me,
 Of everything I've been through,
  Through the lyrics of others.

 Through the sounds they use, 
 Tears flow like from clouds.
This world sometimes seems so small 
And me, so fragile...
As if everyone knows each other 
And I don't recognize anyone.