I find myself looking for peace
In the most terrifying place everSearching for an answer
Were I don't even have the questionStuck inside a monotone program
Feeling like a robotThe only thing working is my brain
My body is the object for the sourceA source that feels crashed
Mislead from the main pointSeeking for the road of recovery
But how to return is always a mystery.~TINS~
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Things I've never said
PoetryTINS To the things I've never said. To the things you've never said. To the the words that have never been spoken To all those emotions that couldn't have a chance to be expressed. To all and every single piece of mind that could never been...