Time waited and went,
I couldn't rise,
For I cherished my dreams
And wished to fill my life with them.
The world moves on,
But I preferred to stay behind,
Seeing everything from a distance—
Is a unique experience, so amazing.
I don't toil to build my dream life;
It demands too much ruin,
And I am against destruction.
I don't work or mingle with people;
I celebrate solitude
In all its purity.
Regret means nothing to me,
For it stems from actions,
And I do nothing.
I take no advice from anyone;
For it would fill my emptiness—
I want to live blank.
All are better than me—I accept this
And find peace within.
I'll mind my own business
When I have one,
So mind your own business.
About the Creator
Fly Alone
Hello! I am a poet and writer. I write whatever comes in my mind.
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