sometimes
Sometimes, I’ll look at the sky
Thinking about what’s really over there. And yet why i am always looking over there
Could it be that I yearn for it?
Sometimes... sometimes I forget..
I forget why i forget,
Forget why I think about that sometimes
Wondering why sometimes I forget and why I can’t remember.
Sometimes, I’ll reach out for the moon
I’m told not to, I could die
And yet why am I always crying when I realize I’ll never reach the moon
Could there be someone behind the moon?
Sometimes... sometimes I forget..
I forget why i forget,
Forget why I think about that sometimes
Wondering why sometimes I forget and why I can’t remember.
Sometimes, I look at my own reflection,
Wondering who is staring back at me
And yet, why am I looking at this person looking at this person which such intense eyes and mind
Why, why, JUST WHY?!
Sometimes...
I look...
and...
I say...
I sometimes forget who I myself
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I am a blank black book. people come and go, leave a mark or continue on, and whenever they do, they either leave a story, or a piece of them for others to read.
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