{inspired by a cover of the song by Lovejoy, randomly while watching such a questionable food review video.}
....
My identity,
My sanity,
What are they without an entity?
Sooner or later, I'll drown in my insecurity.
My normality,
My serendipity,
The tendency of draining others with my apathy,
My mind created a privately owned spiral galaxy.
My reality,
My fantasy,
Do they exist just for my desire of actuality?
My unimaginable dreams only cause inability.
My facility,
My deficiency,
Was it given to me to decide a possibility?
As the emptiness of mind has conceived an elegy.
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