Not being what I want to
Not even sure if I want to
Just in pain of life
They are just words to me
Purpose, vision, dream
Are nothing but all scam
Hurtful and confusing
Why do I have to be anything
Am I brown, or educated
middle class or beautiful
Or young and struggling
Or all and everything?
Dealing with each other
And the rest of the world
Baffled and confused
I can’t even leave
It’s like a demonic puzzle
And it’s called seeking
To the seeker meaning
Digging up still until
Ending up buried
Body in cemetery
Soul in mystery
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