i don't think that's good....but i don't know, i just find the NEED to write another poem. it's been quite a while since i wrote my last one...and i don't know why...so, i tried writing again and that's what i came up with.
don't torture me, please
Feeling like a rock;don't torture me, please
Sitting still on the ground
Waiting to be moved
Monotonously living.
Feeling like an edifice;
Standing still and tall
Seeming stong and stern
Firmly living.
Feeling like an artist;
Painting, writing, drawing...
Shooting, dancing, acting...
Living by passion.
Feeling so idle as if born to be
Acting like has a sure foundation
Living for the sake of living
Just a facade of something more...
Asking why all the time...
Seeking answers for what?
Pleading for a way how?
...where is my inspiration?
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