Realty for realty, a job for the family, a house for me.
Nobody can stop me, my hands belongs to thee.
I am your mighty friend, yes in a dream, a sad reality.
But guess that’s why I am happy, because a dream can be a reality.
My heart belongs to those who can see me, not for my mistakes, but for that graceful me.
If you will lift me up, I will pour you something you always wanted.
No, it’s not money, even few wealthy people are greedy, but there are other ways I wish you to share, my sincerity to keep you happy.
With me, a beautiful heart, with a beautiful mind, hoping to stay alive until the universe dies, bringing up people and lifting them up like they’re being loved.
You might be seeing me, facing that sun shining on me, seldomly because I often forget there’s actually a sun that’s energizing me, I am half asleep, sometimes I felt sorry it happened to me, but yes I keep myself awake away from sleep.
Before the world destroys me from this procrastination that’s already growing in me, comes with age, but at least I have written this.
Time to cook my food, I am so lucky today!
Excited to come out just to eat, I thought I was weak, I realized I haven’t eaten yet.
The Gods watch over me, I know this right, right from the start, I would like to share but only a few believes in me.
I hope you do, so you will be blessed too!

Published by irose

Hi! I'm Roselyn! Username: irose PayPal (In case you wanna sponsor me I am a life warrior. I have been through shit, running away from my bliss. But I guess, I've had enough that I want to just be myself. *My mother dreamt of something great; I think I am doing it, this time!⛄

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