May 19, 2019
In this world, full of craps
All they know are judgements
For It's like a show, nonstop
With the audiences waiting for their moments
Hundreds of voices, I am hearing
I don't know why all I do is listening
Thousands of judgements, they are telling
Inside me, my mind is always complaining
As you go out, dress like that
They looked at you like you're some kind of a rat
Little by little, your confidence became an empty tank
As you feel the water as you sank
All of us are the same
Yet we always feel the discriminations
This is not a sweet dream but a stranger came
The scariest nightmare of all nations
Even true love's kiss cannot break this world's curse
It's not a fairytale, it cannot be broken by two lovers
Everyone are always concern yet they cannot see
That all of us are under this curse even me
Love, No One
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Love, No One
PoesíaA compilation of poems for everyone written by no one. [Book One: Love, No One (On-going)]
