My heart is heavy, maroon
does it show?
My fears, hopes, joys of adolescence
force me into thought.
My soul awaits, feels empty
needing explanations.
Why I feel so much that
if I poured it out,
they'll not feel it..
or if they too feel so
will they understand?
The words, the words
they are hard to find
to express it all.
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Musings ✔️
诗歌Some thoughts, some plots, connecting some dots. Circling in my mind, they were bound, so I penned them down. Here they are free, amidst the blue skies and we. 2018 Poetry Collection.
