“Not made for me”


I was pondering deeper in thoughts

mousing onto something

I don’t know what,

Perhaps about you and unpredictable life

Going on…




And risky

Yeah all together, on and on…

Adventures and hunting

Tripping and grunting

Well planned, and well made

Joy is all we look to persuade

Getting lost, yet, to a direction

With obstacles, but not any objections,

Having many hurdles to cross,

Gigantic mountains to pass,

But, hand in hand we can go across…

Every thunder every storm

By just holding on,

Whilst, I broke up from a dream

Waking up to reality

With all my loneliness

An old life… completely empty

Shattered hopes and a be-gone faith

In some head trips, those are not made for me.


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