Sometimes, I'm a fern
Sometimes, I'm a flower
During springtime, I'm both
There are days, that I dwell in color blue
And days of living in pink hue
But most of the time, it's a mixture of two
Sometimes, I like her
Or maybe I like him
If you're kind to me, I like you
Sometimes, I'm tough
Sometimes, I'm soft
My heart is both
Sometimes, I laugh
Sometimes, I cry
I'm just a human born like you
I know why the caged bird sings
They relish life outside the cage
To be with all creations
There are two paths in front of me
I travelled both to see a wider view
Of my world where all things are binary
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A Lifetime of Regrets
PoetryOur life is just simply a lifetime of regrets; continuously living them or learning from them. This is a collection of poems that tackles depression, insecurity, self-love, identity, relationships, family, suicide, hope, inspiration, and learning fr...
