How dare I dream this big with this broken soul I have ?
How dare I plan such big things with this broken heart I have ?
With this lifestyle of mine ?
I mean the lifestyle they chose,
Not my decision, not the style I would want.
It's true, they haven't got a taste.
And everything went in waste.
And they say who are you to complain?
Just take everything we give and don't talk back.
But I, the wanderer not a good listener like always,
I won't listen, I'll fight back.
I'll reach the place I saw myself
when I won another chance,
Another chance of life,
Another chance to be remembered
Not as suicide victim
But as a heroine.
I saved myself, now just watch me.
I'll shine now, be prepared don't go blind.
I'm running fast to reach my dreams,
Catch me now if you can.
YOU ARE READING
Hopeless wanderer
PoetryThey asked me : do you write poetry or poems ? I write what I feel, I don't know if that's a poetry or a poem, a quote or just a text. I write what I feel and never regret for expressing my feelings and my pain. I should be less sensitive and emo...
