I wish to fly to get high
Up above get bounded on the sky.
Will, I feel free as I see,
I am a bird living under a tree.
All I can be is me
Which I never see
You call me worst,
Yet it is best of me.
I am high I just can see.
As for how low this life can be?
Yeah, I am thy dirt
Lost in lust since thy birth
All I can be is me
Which I never see.
The undenied fate of man,
As we find ourselves caught in a chain.
Between reality and thoughts,
I'm human vulnerable, confused, and lost.
All I can be is me.
Which I never see.
You call me worst,
Yet it is best of me.
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Rozu Thulung Rai
A girl from a small country passionate about blogging and trying to explore the world through media. Learning from other's ideas and trying to understand various things through work. Trying to connect with every people possible.
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