I am just a kid
Dancing in the wrong spot
To the wrong rhythm
Trying to pretend that everything is alright
It it is not,
I know that for sure, in the back of my head
I always knew that
But,
Pretending… is fine for me
So what,
We lie to ourselves
We create a world that doesn’t exist
So what,
We design our truth ,
We shape who we are,
We taste the bittersweet reality
We don’t like it
But, still live with it
No wallet envy
In this crooked palace
Playing war and peace with my mind
I am the lead actress
With an arbitrary sinario
Dropped into the middle of Saint Petersburg
Hello my Prince Aleskei
Waking up to the seven a. m alarm
Morning, sunshine
Time to hit the walls again
Here we go again
Let’s be friends
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Bittersweet🌹
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True
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Stay strong, you’re doing it right. The end is sure, but before you might have some glances of happiness. 🤗
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I wrote often, we are just butterflies, flowing with the wind. Around and around, we shall go. Hoping we find a proper ending.
“Time to hit the walls again
Here we go again”
Dear Lina. I did liked your words and thoughts.
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Yeah, true “we are just like butterflies flowing with the wind” that part is extremely expressive.
Thank you so much for stopping by sir.
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You are welcome Lina.
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