Am I the victim or the perpetrator?
Do I wish for too much?
Or, do I accept too little?
Do I compare myself to the bright morning sun?
Or, am I really the evil one, that lurks in the dark?
Is wanting what one will not, or can't give, a good reason to leave?
Or should I stay, and live a life that drags one into more of life misery?
Want it, or not, that's the real question
Do I wish for too much?
Or, do I accept too little?
Do I compare myself to the bright morning sun?
Or, am I really the evil one, that lurks in the dark?
Is wanting what one will not, or can't give, a good reason to leave?
Or should I stay, and live a life that drags one into more of life misery?
Want it, or not, that's the real question
This poem was written a long time ago, put it reflects the inner me...
Hmm... sounds conflicted to say the least.
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ReplyDeleteIt's very meaningful victim or perpetrator?
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