| Another world.... Is where I want to go! Another life.... Is what I want to show! Another face.... Is what I want to feel! Another card.... Is what I want to deal! Another person.... Is who I want to be! Another lover.... Is who I want to see! Another hand.... Is what I want to hold! Another business.... Is what I want to fold! Another sickness.... Is what I want to end! Another straight line.... Is what I want to bend! Another power.... Is what I want to have! Another lucky number.... Is what I want to grab! Another time.... I don't know what I want? |
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| I'm going to attempt to throw across my point of view without babbling too much. This is probably all wrong but from what I read and what I see, to me 'What I Want' is the goals we set for ourselves. The dreams we have. All the wishes we waste on stars and expect to come to us. You get frustrated when nothing happens and just stop wondering what if... But what the hell do I know. I enjoy reading this poem regardless if I'm wrong. |
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