Yeah, many I might seem crazy
But if you can't accept me
Then why should I flee
Back to your false seas?
When it's really you who needs me,
And every moment spent with you
Just weakens me, it seems
While it makes you new.
The longer I stay,
The closer my death comes;
But fate won't allow me stray,
So I let myself become numb
And just let destiny make way.
I never really had a say anyway.
~Loosely inspired by Sober|BIGBANG, 21st century problems, and the text illusion on the pic
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Epiphany
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