Responsibility,
Maturity,
Happiness,
Things that don't always rhyme
There is the maturity of age,
of convenience,
And there is that of freedom
The one that is not imposed on you as a profitable job,
A stable relationship,
Or a likely destination
The one who is full of doubts,
Sweetness,
Craziness,
And healing, lots of healing
This life is so fleeting,
So light-hearted,
That it's better to live without a threshing floor or on the brink,
Than survive in a suffocating certainty so whole
No need to be irresponsible
Just immeasurable,
In search of something that seems so unique
Take a shot,
love,
Get rid of it!
You follow what everyone says,
And after you finally shut up
It is restlessness that your soul exudes
Because in this world of so much absurdity,
I can't be deaf, much less dumb
I have a screaming voice!
And a fierce heart
daring,
Wisdom,
Empathy,
These things do rhyme.
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