Watching the tiny reflection on the mirror...
Brings a sense of inferiority.
If only there is a pair of wings...
Escape from all troubles.
Letting them go...
A heavy feeling on the heart.
Washing all doubts from the mind...
Serenity sweeps into the soul.
Why do we live?
When there is no hope tomorrow
To do what everyone expect us to do
Blindly moving forward
No direction nor dream and passion
Listen to the streams...
Melodious waves.
Splatters of rain on the window...
Soothes the aching soul.
Within the cycle of life
What can be found?
Purpose of keep on living
Will it be there?
Never-ending struggle to be on par with others
Only to be pushed back with cold words
Infectious blaming is no more
Bravely confront everything
It is comforting...
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