I've been stuck in a limbo.
My eyes may open, and my soul may be ready...
But my body lays steady in gravity that's heavy.
My whole is holed with so many emotions
Commotion for futures unfolded in potions.
A nightmare at midnight surrounded in darkness,
A staircase built up of our cemented hardships
Crackled and brittle, you can't judge us so harshly
Sprinkled with sugar, coated with bitter green envy.
My offline adventures are harder than yours
Some say this in the mirror, reflecting self-scorns.