A PAPER PLANE THAT NEVER LANDS

Have you wonder, 

how you will end this life?

Like, have you ask yourself,

where would you go tomorrow?

How far you will go?

How would you respond to all the questions?

All these little misconceptions?

Our lives are created,

built,

and constructed,

out of sheets and stones,

that were left and thrown,

to burn our castles and to steal away the throne.

Sometimes, 

life feels like a letter that was never sent,

while we have so many wishes and stories to tell,

but we are so afraid to share them,

because we know,

that no one is willing to listen to them.

Our stories are like a paper plane that never lands,

we have destiny,

places to go,

a list of goals,

but in the end,

we lost ourselves in the crowds.

So,

ask yourself,

how you will end this life?

where would you go tomorrow?

and,

How far you will go?