Every night I hear a whisper
It is not too hard to decipher
And everytime I hear it, I suffer

My head is twirling
My hands are shaking

It is no horror
Yet here I am, trembling in terror

Then I look in the mirror— I see
The girl whispering behind me
"Slice your neck and be free from this rotten society."

It is my wonderland
When my faith and hope slowly turning into sand

It is my door
Which can only seen by me
Because everyone and I ain't on the same floor
So I gotta need an escape from here

Its my home
And I know I can call it my own

It is also my life
This makes me fight;
The pain that is breaking me inside

a crafted line or two of these random words
becomes nothing but mere, effortlessly made records
of vague emotions, of untold chaos sitting still inside
maybe so much could still be written as I long for this heaviness to subside

IA

Close your eyes
Feel the presence of the dancing trees
Smell the mist of the beautiful green grass
At once—feel your own bliss

Thus you'll know—
How beautiful the world is

Open your eyes;
My dear, speak to the skies
And let the mosquito fly
Who's trying to live their life in amity

Thus you'll see the archenemy
Tis us, the society

Fluttering breeze—wonderful sound of dancing trees
Peaceful mind—peaceful life
This is society with no crime
This is the perfect life—she mourned

They love the way it is;
But they're sharks— while I, a fish
In this city on the sea
Is the most perfect society you'll ever see

Adventure she wants is not allowed
'Cause you'll need to follow—follow the crowd
What they'll do—you'll do
What they'll say—you need to obey

In this society I resigned
And live my own way—contract I signed
Perfect society you wished
Is the society they bewitched