And what of the dreams you left behind,
to be where you are; was it worth the cost
Did you trade your soul for someone else's,
to live their life, count yours as lost?
Everyone dreams of being some other,
even the one you so long to be;
For everyone aches to fly far horizons,
stretching out new, untested wings.
I love the texture that embodies this poem, its brief but amazing depth, that circulates in my head after I read it. Superbe job, great write.
Nice poem. If only we could be happy with who we are and not trying to be like someone else. We're all different thats what makes life interesting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good... and very true.