Melancholy
I am like a cocoon who has yet to face the real harsh world.
I am like a peacock who is very proud but only had its beauty.
I am like a bomb that explodes but could not be restored.
I am like a stranger who is confused about which of the two paths in the woods should I choose.
I am like a hopeless romantic that was driven by emotions.
Strangely, someone reaches out to me.
In my blurry dark world, someone lightened it up so that I can see clearly.
She helps me in preventing me to step into the mud and drown.
She helps me seeing a thousand paths to take without putting myself in danger.
Practicality and a realistic mindset should be prioritized.
Now here I am trying to resurface in the water after sinking at the bottom of the ocean.
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