Poem: A letter to the future me.

Dear myself,

Within the limited 365 days,
We live our lives in numerous ways.
While you're struggling from dusk to dawn,
Some people are dying and some are born.

A love deep as the ocean you crave,
But if you're shallow you take that to your grave.
Ignoring other's you want your heart to be heard,
When it merely beats in a seven billions herd.

Life is a puzzle and the pieces are limited,
The one who couldn't fit in always exited.
Time is moving and people are fast,
How do you expect your temporary to last?

Fall for yourself as standing is mainstream,
Don't worry, waterfalls never miss reflecting a single sunbeam.

Writing to you not waiting for a reply,
Just remember you're strong no matter who stands by.