
Anonymous I am,
but still dreaming about the unavoidable, be something that I’m not
loneliness is a piece off an heart that belongs to a open soul like my self, the problem is that I dot no how big the piece is
There is a kind of different people in this world and you are the one
that I never had besides me.
Related to that
I wonder how far I can go by my self
Im waking alone,
and locking above me,
and thinking that al I want to be is too hear my inside voice,
why dint I listen too me long time before.
I want too be able to afford
Afford to buy my freedom
yet it’s for free
but at the same time fucking expensive
Al I want was to gro up in a another life not someone else’s life just my one but somewhere else
maybe in a different decades
I live my life like no one else’s,
and I’m jealous of you that can forget and go on,
I still at the beginning and yet so far,
Noting to live for but still half my life left.
Peter R Öberg
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