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Finding Myself


The way I look at the world has changed

When you are small the world seems to have everything

Your future, new friends and happiness

Now as you grow older

The world turn grey

Your future is far from your grasp

The air gets heavy and everyone whom was your friend then

Is not now

Life then was simple

Now it rains more

You embrace yourself

No one is there but you

Your memories fade

The world turns its back to you

You try to find yourself

But the old you that smiled

Is so far away

I poured myself out

 
 
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