Rose Coloured Glasses
I want rose coloured glasses,
To watch the world burn and misty mushrooms fill up the sky.
I want rose coloured glasses,
To watch the sun's rays shine from window tops.
I want rose coloured glasses,
To accept my defeated fate in the ruins of the golden antiquity.
I want rose coloured glasses,
To keep breathing through the glass piercing my soul.
I want rose coloured glasses,
To keep believing I exist.
I want rose coloured glasses,
To see the future within me.
Copyright © Andriana Bartziou | Year Posted 2024
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