I'm in a party
There's people,
so many
It's scary, there's light.
It's too crowded
Just can't take it.
High time drunkards
Low market pretenders
There's blinding brightness,
Hurts so much.
Want to get away,
In my world
The bright is despair
And humans scare.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts from an old diary
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