Читать книгу Intangible Escapes. - Laura-Sophie Roi - Страница 1

It's said that passion keeps the dream alive, and variety is the spice of life. I can't correlate such optimism, constant clouds, no sunlight shining bright.

I feel nothing to relate to joy, I've completely lost my fire,

years have passed since I've felt a spark; that I'm someone to admire.

It's not attractive to be me, a walking upset fool.

So I lie by day, and die by night, my thought process is cruel.

I wander through natures wonder, to set aside my woes,

and to myself, my daydreams I ponder, and my dark anxiety grows.

For I, for one, am wearing a mask, talking pleasantly;

yet deep inside I yearn with all my aching heart, that I could live as me.