The mysterious you

You are like the birds in the sky
Floating around like a dazzled soul
Hoping to find your way up high
To reach the unreachable goal

You are like a snake in the woods
Zigzagging like a disoriented spirit
Hoping to dudge from your roots
But wanting to keep the habits in it

You are like a sandstorm in the snow
Twirling like a children's top
Hoping to hurt with every blow
Afraid to get hurt when you stop

You are a lot like me
Afraid of yourself, of what's around
Not wanting the world to see
But I saw it, and I like what I found

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