When you see your progress

I don’t want

To fall in love

I don’t want

To be alone.

I don’t want to be with someone I don’t love.

What is left

For me to be.

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Choices over choices and all of them wrong.

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I am not sad anymore

I am not happy

But music does not make me want to cry anymore.

I am not in love

But I dance on my bike when I am waiting for the light to turn green.

I am not free of worries

But I prefer the park over my room.

I enjoy

Not being alone sometimes.

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Slow and steady. Realistic progress.

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Things are changing constantly

I am changing silently

The dream of wealth

Became the dream of happiness overnight

But I have to tell the others

Because how are they supposed to know.

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Trying to change my focus