Conversation itself
Daily routine life feeling so boring
Losing spirit for moving
Exhausting disgusting
Discouraging everythings
What's happening
Any idea
No clear answer
Just try to forget
But still haunted
Just a scary phantom
Oh no
I just so stupid
Seeing happening all of this
Now a big ques in the mind
Ask to itself
Who are you
Dare to ruin my happiness
A smirking sigh
In front of my eyes
Speaking to look at me
I am you
Live inside your mind
The fear the power
Try to block all the area
You are tired
Now just fired
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