Foot on the busy pavement,
Aim to breath some fresh air.
Ought to be enlightened.
By the turmoil of this society.
My journey has interrupted.
Decided to stop.
Needed to break.
I look around.
Observed the atmosphere.
Enclosed by the petty ambiance.
Inhaled the heavy stinks,
Carried by the wretch mortals.
I gently closed my eyes.
Idle on the corner.
Noise are everywhere.
Roar of laughters.
Whispers.
Opinions.
Brassier.
Scorn.
Criticism.
Judgemenent.
And I just released a deep sigh.
Feeling unhappy.
Frustrated.
Awaken by the actuality.
Evidence is anywhere.
Crystal clear.
This world is a great disappointment.
A total failure.
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World Of Lies
PoésieWhen you're bleeding but no one ever noticed. When you're dying inside but everyone keeps on laughing hard at you. When the world wants to throw you up but you still ended being here. Mourning. Mourning in your own Grave. Mourning in your own Misery...
