My Future is Screwed

December 10, 2017

I want to fly

Beyond the worldly problems, I'm not ready to face

Away from the act to defy

for that only leads to a miserable disgrace

Why do you stand with serene,

listening to me scream?

I just want to be free

of the burden you gave me

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