Sometimes
We want to go away
Away from all that steals our peace
Into the peaceful habitat
Insphere of the silence of our world
Just ourselves and I alone.
Sometimes
We seat back to imagine
What is life all about
Is it being born into this life
Grew up attain education and bills payment
Get married then bear children.
Sometimes
Will just want to wander far away
From a toxic environment
To a peaceful place just not
To lose our sanity.
Sometimes
We come at crossroad
To question how far
We've gone on this journey called life
As the question pops up.
Am I really living
To fulfill purpose
Yes my purpose of been here
Why am I solely here in this place
Or am I just merely getting by.
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