Who am i to feel love?
In a world this broken,
where we rather choke ourselves than be honest.
We fade,
the stars inside us fade
and we let them,
hide ourselves behind it,
claiming we are protecting ourselves.
We are stupid,
so stupid.
Tell me, how can i love myself when i don't dare to love the people around me?
I am fake.
I keep my eyes closed while stars fall around me
just because it is easier
to hide behind eyelids.
Just because it is easier
to follow the path the whole world is following tightly.
Do everything right,
get judged either way,
you show them nothing,
get called dumb either way.
So we all are dumb either way
Nothing in the world can change our dark paths and bad ways,
so tell me, what are we moving towards?
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Author:
Håkan Renström (
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- Published: September 28th, 2025 00:14
- Comment from author about the poem: It feels like a continuation of "What Are We Waiting For", with a stronger focus on love in its different forms and the struggles we all face.
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