Worry

on

I should not have to worry

Everything is rolling to an emotive ending

Perhaps, I’m just sorry

Perhaps, I just hate people pretending

When I was a child I used to hide and watch the world spinning

Couldn’t care less about an end or a beginning

The flavor of those days is like a fading dew inside me

Fading reality of all I used to see

I should not have to worry

Every single smile, every single kiss, every single moment… Is a treasure… Yet, I have nothing

Such a mysterious way is love… Is life… Complex as hell… Beautiful as the lost dew from childhood

Yet, they both were the sentiment that I was never able to completely understand for good…

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