It's quite a large place I lived in
Far away from home, far away from life
Still figuring out what I should do
To replace my boredom in this house
I decided
To do what extroverts do
Speak, talk, interact and walk
Embarrassing yourself in front of the audience
Then you got a present
A blame for not being perfect
I realized
As I waste my time day by day
I only feed the popular ones
With slave works and follow the lead
Until I didn't know
Who's the real one
And who's not
I know that
I should have spoken out my strength
I should have shown my abilities
I should have known to defend this small body
But then I know
All of them are impossible to do
Because I am just a nobody
Living with no reasons and goals
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Daily Oxygen
PoetryWhen the head is not in the game and people is a special place to be blamed. A collection of poems emphasizing on suicidal thoughts and struggle to find oneself. Hoping that the readers win the fight with their mind.
