Thursday, December 18, 2014

Future self.

I can feel myself,
Going back to,
A girl I knew,
In my New York,
Dancing mirror,
Smiling dreams,
Singing party,
And Laughter at noon days.

I can feel myself,
Going back to,
Some place I've been before,
Where the skies,
Are bight blue,
No clouds,
No rain,
Only clear kind of place.

I can feel myself,
Going back to,
Someone I once saw,
she inspired,
enchanted,
and brighted me up,
That one time.

I can feel myself,
Going back to the memorie,
Where I was thinking of,
Who I'd want to be in the future,
In those dreams as I looked,
In to the windows passing,
Suddenly I saw that future dream me,
In the mirror today,
Saying good morning to myself,
It was me, I could feel it.

You are, Who you are, When no one, Is looking.























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