Just a Drop
Within the ocean there're so many...
By André dos SantosPublished 7 years ago • 1 min read
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Every morning, every second
is a decisive moment.
The sour taste of every lesson
is a destructive torment.
I keep a straight face, but insane mind,
a grey coat so I can paint white,
stretching my sleeves and wrap behind
the egotistical me who’s always right.
Bash my head into the table!
My thoughts turn my world into a fable
and the reality goes away like a wave.
The sea is too big for my drop of sorrow,
and not today, not even tomorrow,
it’ll worry for the way I behave.
About the Creator
André dos Santos
Poetry has discovered me some years ago. I've been finding about myself ever since.
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