Purple


Sometime its like a dream,
or is it a nightmare,
Far away, I watch myself awake,
But doing things by time,
I dare to ask myself,
Am I feel happy inside?

Things I’ve done, its earnest myself,
Little crazy, little different,
But I wish to explore more,
Like following dreams,
But it feels alright.

I forget and I feel bad,
I re-read and I try to understand,
But things like music and food,
Makes me do the things I do,
But for everyone else around me,
I am grateful, you’re there
No regrets, No reds,
All I see is a purple tint.

As there’s no end of this,
I get better with friendships,
The best I serve,
Oh well,
Thats life and learn.

 

M.

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