Running ahead to the village of nowhere,
Searching everywhere,
Oh, cannot compare
I'm on a warfare.
Struggling with my second self,
Like killing oneself.
The voices in my head,
Makes my mind on a bloodshed.
The tug-of-war of my thoughts,
Me on a mascots,
The drive to be unconcealed,
Please, I want to escape this battlefield.
There's no hope to be seen
Like the Covid-19 vaccine.
This impossible journey that arise,
Is a blessing in disguise.
©monajouska
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