To be a mystery, but still understood.
To be with you, yet, be alone.
I want fame but still be unknown.
I want to lose myself but still belong,
Be a wanderer yet, still have a home.
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Inside Her Mind.
PoetryThis little bunch of poems that I am writing is 'how' I feel sometimes 'what' I feel sometimes... these are views towards life and relationships with people and all my compressed thoughts expressed.... They reflect me people I know and what they wan...
WANDER
To be a mystery, but still understood.
To be with you, yet, be alone.
I want fame but still be unknown.
I want to lose myself but still belong,
Be a wanderer yet, still have a home.
