They said you would never make it as a dreamer.
But did anyone stop to think why was I trying to escape the real world.
Who were the ones
that broke my faith to pieces.
Who gnarled that feeble heart of mine.
Why it no longer trusts anyone...
So now I'm better off as a loner
than to be surrounded by a crowd, misunderstood
My soulmates are
poets, books, writers, nature and solitude.
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