I with myslef
When I felt so bored
Nothing to do, nothing to tell
I thought of nothing,
But going outside and look around.
Then I searched, far and near
To find a person anywhere
To tell me a kind of fairy tale
That could make me forget the real.
But it did not work; I sat alone in my room
Closing window, closing door
Thinking about my life
Wondering, why I am alive
Regardless the big world outside,
Now, I was here, within four walls
Things I loved most weren't here anymore
Just walls, ceiling and floor.
In my room, unexpected laugh gurgled
I with myself which I ignored.
Sitting alone, nothing could help
Accepting myself was the first trap.
To avoid theses unexpected meetings, I vowed to myself
'Forever, I will be my best friend.'
Finally I recognized, my real can make me laugh more than tales
It is so funny, sarcastic and it rocks
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