MAESTUS
When nothing seems so right
I feel everyday is sad,
I was holding on someone words
That I'am not the worst;
Overthinking in the midst of night
Is so suffocating but feel so right,
I kept telling on myself that I'm different
But a whisper gave me hope
That I'm just a human yet so fragile,
Naive yet so sassy;
But in the midnight
I cannot be seen
Cause, hiding in the corner
Where the darkness invade
Is my only way to escape.
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