Just tired of everything,
of behaving and pretending.
Everything seems shabby,
like an old dusted hotel lobby.
Walking here seems tiring,
because everyone here is conspiring.
"I wanna get out"
but oh, so late to shout.
Can a person ever stay alive ,
in this world where everyone is gyved
by the fear
to remain alone in here.
At the end we are dead,
by the words that misled.
Revenge has to be taken,
because it's time to awaken.
In this world which is vast,
everything fades away just like memories in the past,
just like footprints fade away from sand,
we also pass away from the place where we stand.

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