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Sep 2017
It's 02.20 am in the morning
Let me just sit in
And take all that in
Every words
Every sentence
Has life been way too ******* me?
Oh i thought i was powerful
Or maybe i was wrong?
Is it just an illusion i have on my head?
Because truth is,
i can't handle any of this
As i wish i could
So i keep on thinking i can
I keep on dreaming i could
I constantly wondering if i would
Endure all the pain
By myself,
Take the suffering away from others
And burn it inside my flesh
But i can't! Can i?
The illusion of me, is there
But i am not capable of doing any
For better things
My heart does ache
My body gets weary
And no one will ever see it
People are too blinded
By their own thinking
By their own mindset
By their own perception
Including me
We are fooled by ourselves
It is proven by the theory
That our thinking
Is pretty much shaped
By our own desire
And i'm telling you it's good
You gotta put yourself first
You need to do things that satisfy yourself
But remember,
Other people exist too
And respect is much needed.
Nada Syafira
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Nada Syafira
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