Maybe, it’s all stupid,
To be in a place - you don’t belong,
A place - you never will belong,
To carry things , masked and hidden,
Hoping, things change for better,
But deep inside,seeking to be what I once was,
I wish, the songs I listen to make me smile,
It’s words, mean something to me,
I wish, I get the wisdom I once had,
I wish, I don’t seek to be loved,
I laugh at my penury,
I look at the sky,
This vastness of universe actually doesn’t matter,
I wish, it feels like home,
All that I seek is not even a home,
But something that feels like a home,
Something, as tiny as a human fist,
That’s all I search for ,
That’s all I seek to live for !
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