i am sorry.
the light agressively
woke me up and
made me live another day
as a part of this
insanely organised world.
you said i had a
beautiful, misunderstood
mind.
so i began to act like
i did not belong there.
if only you hadn't failed
to be my home,
if only i had learned earlier
that i am in control
of my present.
these modern tribes
are so afraid of
loneliness and death,
each life is mediocre
and golden
in the same time.
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 3:21 PM UTC
i am sorry.
the light agressively
woke me up and
made me live another day
as a part of this
insanely organised world.
you said i had a
beautiful, misunderstood
mind.
so i began to act like
i did not belong there.
if only you hadn't failed
to be my home,
if only i had learned earlier
that i am in control
of my present.
these modern tribes
are so afraid of
loneliness and death,
each life is mediocre
and golden
in the same time.
i hope things will get better for all of you beautiful people next year!
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