Today, for the first time in my life,
Got bored observing people.
My look at those gazeless eyes
Other times plainly happy for the shining lights.
My definition of 'shining' is not equal to their's,
Of 'success' neither.
Finally alone I felt lonely for the first time in a while,
Guess all friends are away,
Except for a few inanimated ones.
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 12:18 PM UTC
Today, for the first time in my life,
Got bored observing people.
My look at those gazeless eyes
Other times plainly happy for the shining lights.
My definition of 'shining' is not equal to their's,
Of 'success' neither.
Finally alone I felt lonely for the first time in a while,
Guess all friends are away,
Except for a few inanimated ones.
august 17, 2017
3:41 a.m.
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