The city that growls in laughter and merriment suddenly becomes silent
A ghost town is what it is called now the people slowly becoming silent.

Gidi state of mind is what my city is called but the hustle stay silent nothing is in sight
A pandemic is what we heard was coming but the real suffering is in sight.

Tired of living so many suicide thoughts already enveloping the mind of a believer
Another day another drama I won't lie the pain can be felt by a true believer.

The silent city was once loud nothing could shake what we believe in
But persistence is key I choose to imagine a new reality we all believe in.

Running out of my mind I think I would be needing a new existence
Placed between what I actually desire and what fits my existence.

I am running in circles hoping I find my new identity
A new reality is viewing my new profile because am about to lose my identity.

Life dodging the bad vibes on my behalf but how long would I run in circles
The real running contest is between the new me just getting used to the circles.

I might run out of options real soon don't blame how I run out of the game.