Echoes

 



I don't want to be grey and old 
and laugh about my childhood dreams over a cup of tea

I don't want to sit in my quaint little house,
looking out the window, watching the rain,
smiling painfully when I think about the bitter sweet memories
or the "what could have been"s

I don't want to be bound by a box,
closed off, shut tight, with no air to breath
I don't want to be bound by people,
their expectations and what they think of me

I don't want to be carried away by life
To be swayed by its bright lights and false joy


I just want to live
Free from life's hollow echoes

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