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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