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according to some, i'm complex, lost, blowing in the storm, in need of an anchor.
my reply: i am the storm, i am the anchor. i'm lost but i know exactly where i am
and surprisingly i'm simple.
there is happy, there is sad.
i'm neither.
the sunset
the sunrise. good, bad.
again, i'm neither.
and... it's very bittersweet, my life. no true joy but that i bring myself, no love but self-love, and the adoration of others.
i wish i could reciprocate. but. i can't.
my reply: i am the storm, i am the anchor. i'm lost but i know exactly where i am
and surprisingly i'm simple.
there is happy, there is sad.
i'm neither.
the sunset
the sunrise. good, bad.
again, i'm neither.
and... it's very bittersweet, my life. no true joy but that i bring myself, no love but self-love, and the adoration of others.
i wish i could reciprocate. but. i can't.