What is it really?

What is it really?

Few smiles, few tears;

Tons of undecided emotions,

Struggling to be understood.

 

Meaningless conflicts,

Taking up valuable time;

Doomed words,

Dead before spoken.

 

Blind beliefs,

Leaving a nagging doubt behind.

Sarcastic truths,

Laughing at the absurdity of it all.

 

Chaos fills the head,

Losing precious control.

Want taking priority,

Creating disorder.

 

Dangerous thoughts,

Tamed by the mind;

Threatening to be unleashed,

Fueled by dreams.

 

Desire fills the heart,

Patiently waiting;

Till time erases,

All traces of it.

 

What is it really?

Few smiles, few tears;

Tons of undecided emotions,

Struggling to be understood.

 

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