I hate talking about what to afraid But this situation that is made; Getting me To be afraid to love Afraid of rising above In a nutshell, When will the sense of being Misunderstood get solve?
Let your mind fly wherever it needs to go Even further Might be better It's effortless to be hero While you coin your own words To delineate about your world & Feel the warmth Across the blowing wind Even if it's sub_zero I still miss that Aesthetic When printed letters on the snow Were making the winter poetic Will it happen again? To walk along the street Listening to the rain Pouring gently on my hair With the memorable sound of sleet??
It's just not a word to say lonely It belies your sorrow with you,yourself And only When a person feels lonely She may talk to herself To those beautiful couches, T.V.,and the walls Standing solidly with compromise!