Fading
Day by day I stare at
everything around me
and it's not the same.
I wonder where
all the things I cared?
Stars and sky are fading
Wind is taking leaves from trees
and blow away.
But I'm to stay.
Stay here not safe and sound
Stay here and look around
Stay here without a spark
So blinded with all the dark.
I wish I would fly with leaves,
be gliding above the trees.
I wish I could see it clear,
I wish no more things to fear.
I wish that someone would love me.
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