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I do not know where I stand anymore
My life goes on, but I am not sure how
I go for long walks to avoid home
I do wish the earth was flat
It would give me a reason to not come back home
I could go on and on without a care
I do wish I often had someone I could walk the trails with
A friend, a lover or an enemy
I do not know how it would go but I think every company would bring its own delight to the dynamic
I am turning into an adult in a few days
I do not seem fit to take on this role
It makes me sad and scared
I cry at a youth I could have spent more wisely
Crying over spilt milk has often been my motto
Over here, people are keen to celebrate my existence. I am not.
If my life were to be a painting, I would use blue and yellow
Colours of sadness and happiness. A contrast is often nice.
With the shades that come from them, it would be enough to paint a picture
I have heard that a hero goes through several stages in order to be deemed as a hero.
Am I even halfway?
What am I?
I am a coward and will always be
I wonder how can I be the hero and not the villain?
An anti-hero would also be fine. I guess I am an anti-hero then…
I am in no position to sleep
So, what do I do?
Will you help me count the infinite stars painted on the black sky?
I have reached home.
I see no signs of home.
I guess, the earth is flat after all.
I will continue to walk on this flat earth
I walk not knowing where I will go
I will walk, I may fall, but I will never look for home.