Where would I like to go today?
Into the midst of my dreams?
Or to its periphery?
Or all over across it?
I certainly do not know!
I’ll probably just lay low
Inside the psyche,
Mesmerizing to see the terrene the way I desire
it to be!
To balance the everlasting heartaches,
Seeing that I cannot give it away,
Is what makes it exceedingly excruciating!
I’m tired,
Tired of building up the walls for anyone
to breach in,
Yet they do!
And just when I accept them,
They let lose!
Am I this trivial?
Hardly a 5 when compared in my sight,
Why would anyone count me in?
I’m just a vigilante fighting my own
battles and dreams,
Trying to help the masses well-nigh
Yet fail to stop myself to cry.
