it's not that I've fallen,
but I feel stuck, as if
I've fallen down the fountain,
and my friends are just
echoes of ghosts in the walls
it's not that I've drowned,
but I feel as if, I'm drowning
somewhere deeper into the depths
of the dark hues of the ocean
and I'm neither heard nor seen
it's not that I've failed,
but I don't seem to understand
the game they are playing
as if we're actors in a masquerade
and I don't want to play my part
it's not that I am eager to leave,
but I don't want to be
living like this any longer
we're all growing, and sometimes
it feels as if we outgrow the space we are in
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