Living beyond the horizons,
I reflect upon the past,
the thoughts that moor inside my head,
over and over again.
Was it real or imagination,
I don't know where it came from.
My head wrestles within itself searching for the fact I had overlooked.
When is it that one knows one self.Some dreams might have helped however truth is what I search on and on .
And now here I stand, lonely and alone
to realise about myself.
What my desires were I didn't know,as I never spoke .When i wanted to I couldn't as someone was there stopping me from doing it.
Bounded to the shackles of restless feelings I ponder on and on over my life.
and now I say " Who cares ,live it the way you want and not what others want you to be.YO LIFE."
