But I still

I tell about my pain.
Listen! My words sound like drops of rain.
Look! My soul's sorta the Baltic Sea.
Sometimes like of the Ocean.
Or do u have another idea?
Do u wanna go swimming?
It's a joke. Don't begin it!

My eyes're waves by thoughts.
My head sometimes goes to a war with my heart.
My life's just one road in this world.

Simetimes it seems I turned into a pice of silver.
Have U ever seen that? Belive me!
But I'm still alive.
I still have feelings.
I can see u occasionally in my dreaming.
What about U?
Can U continue living?

February 7, 2025


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