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Mar 27
I don’t know what’s going on!
& I don't know why
I'm buzzing like a bee
wings frantic
and no one gives a f~ck.

I don’t know what’s going on!
& I don't know why—
I'm singing like a canary
caged criminally
a melodious chirp misspent on deaf ears.
Seriously,
no one gives a dammn f~ck.

I don’t know what’s really going on!
& I don't know why—
I'm writing philosophy
However unaware of my own life's philosophy.

Broken wings
no longer able to fly high.

Dazed, befuddled by the actors around me—

Sometimes
I wonder...
Am I a bee, a canary
dreaming of being human?
Or a human
dreaming of being a bee & a canary,

flapping, buzzing
singing in a language
no human will ever understand?
I don't know why I'm doing this
But it's ok
Written by
Sunamin Tamang  17/M/Nepal
(17/M/Nepal)   
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