Felt like a long time,
I'm confused, what should I decide?
Should I be the child and choose happiness,
Or become someone who is uninterested.
Indifferent to everything going on,
Indifferent to the beauty around,
As if I am all experienced,
I wish I could know the answer sooner.
For the seconds are not passing now,
They seem like years with these doubt.
I can't exactly decided for myself,
Do I want to be me or someone else.
The beat or the rhythm the call,
Of every passing second of the clock,
Reminds me of the lost opportunities,
Just because I wasn't trying to be me.
I am looking at myself through this window,
A wonderful reflection I see of myself.
But the pendulum and the ticking sound,
Makes me think of the time I am killing.
I want to appreciate this time,
I don't want to wander in this maze.
Want to figure out my stance,
Before my reflection fades away.
CITEȘTI
Our Violet Walls
PoezieBook #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of...
