I never understood,
Even if I did, my mind was caged,
My body was alive,
I could do nothing.
Every dream revolves around the impossible,
Every thought is as fake as living in a paradise.
What is that, I am living like,
It's unique, I have been selfish, many are.
Quick actions led me to these unending woods,
Chances of coming out were given, I missed,
Or, maybe I never really wanted to come out.
Even when I recall, I end up loving, re-living.
The cycle has continued since ages.
Yes, every hour is a month here.
Being good to make good,
How come no one helped me, I ask.
Oh, yes, nobody knew, I never told.
Honest, I am, I am not,
Every decision decides it.
From blooming flower to burning flames,
Scars have been a friend as a foe.
I know it's confusing, it's just a depiction.
I am living, accepting all, I am happy.
I am Happy.
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