The difference doesn’t matter ,or does it.
For I know you are a part of my imagination and I am capable of
Creating you.
What matter’s is, it was my dream a part of me.
Hidden beneath layers of "ME" and so many Me's.
Forbidden maybe to go beyond the horizon
But you are a living proof of my mutiny.
Against my own meek desire to not succeed.
A crime to not want to do more then I should.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Please write your sincere comments about the post it will help to improvise. Feel free to share your views and suggestions.
--------------------------------------------------------