Guess this world full of stars,
To be hope it to be mine is likely to be like playing filthy games of life,
Wanna do this right,
Yet there's no right, the one who plays right get head,
But I want to remain in the essence of my values and humanity,
Want to live this life in a way I'd die the death of satisfaction,
Right now my head if full of so many things,
Really wanna go under shower and fix everything,
I want to write it all but sometimes it's hard because of this numbness,
I want to take it all out through writing,
I want to work harder for the bright future,
I might sound like a distracted path searcher,
But I know every path we take holds the pang and it's we choose what path should we take,
Everytime I know more it sucks more,
Time feels like it passing so fast,
That I didn't have enough time to figure out it all.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
