Saturday, July 19, 2014

My bubble

There is this place i know of
it is big and wide
colorful and beautiful,
it almost floats.

I stayed there for a long while.
I loved myself
and not many else

oh but then they came.
They prodded and poked
and it crumbled and popped,
the beauty all gone.

I lost it now
my beautiful bubble
but i got other things. True.

Still I love the beautiful thing
for peace or escape
to be happy or sad,
it is the best place to go to.
:D