Late at night, it's 2 am, I gotta wake up early.
My heart's been on silent all day.
Parched, hungry.
I read poetry, and the moving of my heart brings me tears.
I feel despair.
Am I destined to shut off my heart to be able to live in this world?
But I hold on to a belief.
God did not create me with a heart like mine so that I would shut it off.
I was made different. Then I must have been created for a different cause.
So I hold on to the belief. I shall make us work.
Us; me, my heart, and the world.
My heart's been on silent all day.
Parched, hungry.
I read poetry, and the moving of my heart brings me tears.
I feel despair.
Am I destined to shut off my heart to be able to live in this world?
But I hold on to a belief.
God did not create me with a heart like mine so that I would shut it off.
I was made different. Then I must have been created for a different cause.
So I hold on to the belief. I shall make us work.
Us; me, my heart, and the world.
❤️ Powerful.
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