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Run Towards

It's so easy to fall behind|

The long road and obstacles blocking your way|

Hard days turn to lonely nights|

No one in sight to see eye to eye|

They don't seem to care whether you loathe or love|

Always in the background never in sight|

They don't notice nor wish to look back|

Struggling to socialize mouth becomes paralyzed|

Words stumble to a narrow path losing the tracks|

So what if you don't blend in|

If you see the image from a different view|

Stand up and take charge|

Stand up to take flight|

Soar across the heavens|

Observe the beauty that is beneath you|

The trees and petals you couldn't see|

Begin a new life|

Morph into that bird soaring and gliding so ever free|

The skies have no limit|

Spread your wings endlessly|

To the ends of this planet to conquer the galaxies|

Search for those who see the world as you see|

Those who share the same views|

But don't shun those who see differently|

Search for that opening|

Don't walk past|

But rather talk with those around|

And don't close the door as others may want to enter|

This place is a scary land|

Explore the unseen treasures with others|

Don't be afraid to sing for your voice sings a beautiful melody|

-I often feel alone in this world, most people don't understand me. I wrote this for anybody else who feels as I do. You are not alone.

Comments

  1. nice, i like that, but i'm not used to seeing beauty.

    btw my blog is closed by me for a while in case you ever went there :)

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  2. i just read your blog again. you are so good at writing your emotions.

    btw i am back open

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