Anxiously in doubt, I am,
Out of words and mind,
So surprised I am,
Was I greedy or blind?
Life isn’t a play of words,
It’s a serious annoying job,
It isn’t enlightening loneliness,
It’s a sarcastic disturbing mob,
Look at those drenched eyes in sweat,
That had broken dreams & erased identity,
Who am I to question?
Even a proven evil’s sanctity,
Surprised at self-ego & satire,
I am lost in thoughts of negativity,
How could I ever believe?
That I could fall apart just for publicity.
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