when i open up the book....
my mind gets sturdy and weary,
and i feel derf and merry,
like girls in summer party,
feeling sober but not really,
my eyes change their look,
and i can only see the consonant
and vowels as a great cook,
my ears get connected to my
optic nerve,
so that the rhymes are the only thing
I can observe,
and i get focused straightly, no more curves,
so that i can be able to serve
my brain and get something to love,
when i open up the book ......
the pain goes away
like a patient being told that he's gonna leave hospital today,
like a surprised girl on her birthday,
and i can only feel a better
future coming in my way.
when i open up a book.........
i embrace the real meaning
of life,
knowing that i should never end it
With a knife,
my soul become so sensitive,
So that i can only think positive,
feeling strong and competitive,
because i embrace something to give,
and i do this silently,not talkative.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 2:22 AM UTC
when i open up the book....
my mind gets sturdy and weary,
and i feel derf and merry,
like girls in summer party,
feeling sober but not really,
my eyes change their look,
and i can only see the consonant
and vowels as a great cook,
my ears get connected to my
optic nerve,
so that the rhymes are the only thing
I can observe,
and i get focused straightly, no more curves,
so that i can be able to serve
my brain and get something to love,
when i open up the book ......
the pain goes away
like a patient being told that he's gonna leave hospital today,
like a surprised girl on her birthday,
and i can only feel a better
future coming in my way.
when i open up a book.........
i embrace the real meaning
of life,
knowing that i should never end it
With a knife,
my soul become so sensitive,
So that i can only think positive,
feeling strong and competitive,
because i embrace something to give,
and i do this silently,not talkative.
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