everything is on repeat.
   waking up then
   deciding what to eat,

showering,
trying to beat
the unrelenting heat,

walking amongst uncaring,
indifferent people,
on the street,

fighting to stay awake in class,
glued to my seat,

finding the ice cream
melting in my mouth,
to be a little too sweet—

everything is on repeat.
everything is on repeat.
everything is on repeat.

everything is on repeat.
life has become nothing but a game
i do not have the courage and will
to beat.

If Inventors Lost in Their Creativity
Are Artists Lost in Their Fantasies Closer to Insanity?

Mind is Vaster Than the Universe
where Astronomers Find Units
and Name Them After Theirs

No Scientist Could Measure...
How Complex the Black Threads
are Neatly wound In Your  Head