Adanjael - Autoproclamated Poet

I'm other of those dirty writers
Who have trying to write all the dreams
Waiting for a corner in a desert that help me to explain me
How I can feel the same...
You got it?
I'm afraid nowadays it's harder to write
I was boring enough
'Cause I was waiting the perfect time
But now I know it's in my room and every night
You got it?

Wake up from this dream in which everything is fun
Nobody'll helps you when you feel afraid
Choose someone else
'Cause I'm just an Autoproclamated poet waiting for a muse
That help me to do the end of this part of the poem

What do you want? Don't you see?
I'm exaggerating to be what I always wanted to be
The perfect victim you have never, never seen
If you are here
Just let me tell you what's going on in my mind
It's not special you could know I'm always blind... you got it?

Wake up from this dream in which everything is fun
Nobody'll helps you when you feel afraid
Choose someone else 'cause
I'm just an Autoproclamated poet waiting for a muse
That help me to do the end of this part of the poem

Just take my heart
At least write verses with my blood
Don't see the lights
That illuminated the true of my crown
Just take your time
Don't let me copy the same songs
But you already know

I'm other of those dirty writers
Who have trying to write all the dreams
Waiting for a corner that help me to explain me
How I can feel the same...
You got it?

Wake up from this dream in which everything is fun
Nobody'll helps you when you feel afraid
Choose someone else 'cause
I'm just an Autoproclamated poet waiting for a muse
That help me to do the end of this part of the poem

You got it?

Written by:
Adanjael Torres

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