Im full of imagination, thats what they say
Moments change but they stay the same
Ive lost too many friends along the way
What happened to me? whats to blame
Its not a family thing, they dont exist
Maybe its my insecurity or other things
Rejection and hate make that list
Remember the lonely boy that sings
Creations werent always on paper
They were born in the mind and soul
Imagination takes control
People we meet often inspire
Even after theyre long gone
They do not expire
Theres always one
Thats trapped in memory
A wise man once told me
In this world do everything possible
Under gods sun
Whether you win or fail
Your journey isn't done.

by Victor Osorio

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