I once heard a scream
from inside me.
So I opened my heart to the world,
in order to silence it,
but the world wasn't enough.
It sounds like celestial
but it's just natural.
I once missed places
where I have never been.
So I closed my eyes,
in order to forget them,
but forgetting wasn't enough.
It sounds like an anthem
but that's not what I imagine.
I once got bored
with all the city's noises.
So I ran into the woods,
in order to find satisfaction,
but isolation wasn't enough.
It sounds like the sea
but it travels slowly.
I once heard the birds
and I decided to follow them.
So I chose to love unconcernedly,
in order to retrieve my humanity,
but not even love was enough.
It sounds like peace
but that's not what it brings.
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