Searching In the Soul
As the days go by nothing has changed,
Leaving me in limbo, keeping me caged.
Come back home don’t hurt my heart,
Think of our lives as a piece of art.
The lines are thick, the colours are strong,
It’s pieces together like the words of a song.
It’s only a picture, nothing to hide.
Look a bit deeper, the meanings inside.
Copyright © Alice Young | Year Posted 2021
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