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BOUND
CLAUSTROPHOBIC
Locked in a dark tiny room
Groping and grasping...
FREEDOM
Windows of opportunity
Blows open
Climb through and run...
YET
Happiness cannot be found
In the blinding sun rays.
Locked in a dark tiny room
Groping and grasping...
FREEDOM
Windows of opportunity
Blows open
Climb through and run...
YET
Happiness cannot be found
In the blinding sun rays.
Published 14th Jan 2018
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14th Jan 2018 7:26pm
19th Apr 2018 3:07pm
So the grass isn't always so green on the other side then? Are you saying 'opportunities' aren't everything? Nice use of metaphors too btw. :-)
19th Apr 2018 3:47pm
The sea weed is always greener in somebody else's lake. What we see as beautiful is often times a mirage and happiness doesn't necessarily come from a change of status, it is from within. Happiness is a choice, one that needs to be consciously made.
Thank you for the comment Billy.
Thank you for the comment Billy.
