My mind just went missing in just a second
My thoughts were perished to nowhere
My thoughts just changed to atrocious imaginations
From that same I became insecure
No confidence is something
And ain't comfortable in this state
I started being related to a mythical monster
It was grotesque but then the time
I went to my senses
It was no propaganda
But a store full of anti-intellectuals
I sometimes conveyed a speech in vocals over emphasis
Thought that it will create sense in you
But never
In create some echoes in a small brain of yours
Am so prestigious to that level
Of that I'll make sure there is no delusion in me
They all tried to manoeuvre me from
Where I was but then
My mind didn't want to be found
Then they told me that am grotesque
Which made me more powerful
My life became symphonies playing their cards
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PoetryI've been writing for years . And some of my works on here were written when I was younger and didn't have the best understanding of writing .So bear with me because those don't reflect who I am as a writer anymore . . . . I believe, the BEST way t...
