How it feels.

How it feels.

A Poem by foufa la perle
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(A mess of a dreamer)

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I used to dream to fly high
I always wanted to reach the sky
and I wished to glow in the dark.

You, built up the highest walls
and I stood there to watch them fall.

Time moved a little slow and a little fast
and luck was truly never by my side.

If you ever took a look closer
I bet you wouldn't understand.
Call me a whishful thinker,
a dreamer, I don't care!

All I know is that someday I'll be there.

I never meant to ruin a life
and I never hid behind a white lie
all I wanted was to find a reason to smile.

Tell me, how it feels
to be the one that everyone looks up to?
And how would it feel
to be someone who sees everything through?

I spent my whole life trying to figure it out
but I wonder, is it just a waste of time?

It would take you a day or two to heal
but a lifetime to understand how it feels.

© 2015 foufa la perle


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Nice poem, though it's meaning is not entirely clear to me.

Posted 10 Years Ago


foufa la perle

10 Years Ago

Thank you! And if you wonder.. It's about feeling alone and misunderstood. And somehow I guess, that.. read more
Its good to see you here again.

Quite the shoes to fill to walk THAT mile, but some of us have and we do understand.

Posted 10 Years Ago


foufa la perle

10 Years Ago

It's hard to live thinking that nobody understands you. But it's harder to live not knowing how to e.. read more
wow every time i read this...im amazed


Posted 10 Years Ago


foufa la perle

10 Years Ago

Thank you!

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Added on October 18, 2015
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