The main intention was to break my heart,
to break the hearts of people around me,
to pull away the string and bonds,
to cast away the nerds and morons.
I was meant to be in a competition where I don't see winning comes,
my heart was ripped out so I will never win this game,
then I'll lost the way,
lost the keys,
lost a place called my home,
and lost my own identity.
They made me look like a loser,
they set the game and they don't want me win,
they set the rooms and made every of my journey a failure.
Did I make it safely?
So how was everything?
Are you okay?
Those questions were asked so many times,
then, everything goes back to the beginning.
YOU ARE READING
BULLSHEETS (2024) - RANDOM THOUGHTS/POETRY
PoetryDon't hate me, I don't like you either.
