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Today


Feeling stupid 

Not knowing my purpose 

Not having a narrow part 

Having different obstacles in the way

Being unknown 

It confusing 

Feeling like their no point 

Being stuck 

 

Not knowing what my next move is

Not knowing my interest 

Not knowing my passing

Feeling like a imbecile 

Feeling stupid 

 

Trying to find my next step

 Not knowing my tomorrow 

When it tomorrow, 

It to late. The due date passed 

There never gonna be a future

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