Another poem...
Unkown daysDue to those days
That guy almost know what life is about,But he still doesn´t get that wayAnd feel this experience going out.
It can be love, music, esteem,
Which make him feel confused;
Although they try to himself redeem,
He thinks life is an abuse
For those things that cannot be realizedBy that part of the personality called "shyness".
All these seem like a mess,And one day everything will be expressed.
Hope that experience soon clarifies,If not, let him live without false hopes.
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