Who am I

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A single tear dropping on the floor.

A smile playing around the lips.

Emotions not understood.

So promising but falling out of place.

A single touch.

A couple words.

The differences are made.

But what would it take.

Playing around in the mess.

The mess that is called the world of reality.

A sweet escape.

The only thing that sounds right.

Turning tears into a symphony.

A smile into a painting.

The feelings spread around the papers.

A picture showing so much.

A happy place is that too much to ask.

Where hurt does not exist.

Wake up the words that makes dreams go dreams away.

A pretty place has been vanished.

Children with to much worries.

Adults not thinking clear.

Teenagers not being able to live.

And in this world so wrong and big.

One question is getting me awake.

In the end Who am I.

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