The Awakening - Poem by Freewill Amon
I staggered around to a corner
And tried to check how much I've achieved
But when I found almost nothing,
I realized I've been sleeping.
I thought about the wonderful things I've done
Like saving the happy moments I've craved
But as soon as I washed my face,
I realized I've been dreaming.
Life will always take us to unwanted places
Where we find the unwanted faces
But once we realize our stupidity,
We'd want to get back in touch.
I've been a victim to the wiles of life
But now that I've decided to fight
I take this one step to say:
I miss you so much...
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