Poem #12 [WHO, MYSELF?]

We dance

We cry

We say I

Can be who I want to be?


Can I?

Even if

That person doesn't exist

In my imagination


Can it become

A reality?

What does it even mean?

Do I replace myself?

Do I create myself?

Do I change myself?

Well, I think that's a decision


For myself

And all

The lost

Wanderers

Out there


This is to all the lost wanderers out there, just because you're lost doesn't mean you should stop wandering and wondering while you wander.

:)

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