by gumilangra

One might be anything

But one can’t be everything

One can live his life

But one can’t live too many life

Is one born, or become that way?

They said

You don’t have enough soul to live it all

We’ll show you which one’s the best

So you chose one

and put the others to sleep

There’s the story of a man

Who live as an actor

Walking as surrounded by concrete walls of routine

while drown within severe romantic insecurities

The path’s dried up foolish dreams

Which too slippery to walk years ago

He keep walking

Toward the light which has been waiting in the end of path

Dream of every man

They said

Don’t let yourself fall into your dreams

They said

He listened

Though he may not remember dreaming

Someone waits for him to wake again