I have no time to understand,
Believe in nothing like a child.
Sometimes I want to wait and stand,
To be no perfect, little, mild…
I have no time to wear masks,
Behave like mouse in the dark.
I want to go through soul tasks
Without getting highest mark.
I have no time to cry alone,
To die due to unhealthy mind…
I want to speak with you by phone…
Not spend my life in other side…
Yup! one should not be lonely. I like the the massage went throughout the poem. However, I like this mystic Blakeism in these Lines........ I want to go through soul tasks Without getting highest mark. Tremendous work by the poet! Keep writing and keep growing...10/10. Simply Lucid!
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