Both, the outside world
with the unknown inside me
crush together in the wave
of cluelessness and unawareness
and they're both
equally the same wide horizons
I don't know much about
~getting to know me
YOU ARE READING
Introspective of an introvert
PoetryWe're all the same. We feel the same but we manifest it uniquely. The words I say you feel them too.
