It does not matter
how much time I'll spend
recovering from my mistakes,
as long as I do carry out
a revolution from under my fingertips.
This paper,this is my proof,
that I'll never give up on
the power of youth,
who all got their dreams taken away.
In this chaos,
I will find harmony,
and halls of golden ideas
and strings of fate
will dance under the light
of millions of candles.
Remember my words,
for you will read them
one day,after all ends,
and they will remind you of
the days you used to hold back your power.
I do not dictate
how you might think,
but I will make you proud of the flame
within you.
Sadly,
there are not many of us
willing to lose
our precious trained minds.
Not many of us
willing to give power
to the cosmic yearnings
inside our chests.
Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 9:07 AM UTC
It does not matter
how much time I'll spend
recovering from my mistakes,
as long as I do carry out
a revolution from under my fingertips.
This paper,this is my proof,
that I'll never give up on
the power of youth,
who all got their dreams taken away.
In this chaos,
I will find harmony,
and halls of golden ideas
and strings of fate
will dance under the light
of millions of candles.
Remember my words,
for you will read them
one day,after all ends,
and they will remind you of
the days you used to hold back your power.
I do not dictate
how you might think,
but I will make you proud of the flame
within you.
Sadly,
there are not many of us
willing to lose
our precious trained minds.
Not many of us
willing to give power
to the cosmic yearnings
inside our chests.
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