Times

Each step a step further away.
Lost in a maze of voices.
The weight of the world on my shoulders, no doubt.
Staring at myself I can see my own thoughts,
I search for the much needed clarity,
but find only reflections,
of what I wished to believe.
Mislead and deceived.
In the mirror of my own thoughts,
I search for clarity,
but find only reflections,
of what I wished to believe.
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