imprisoned in life
In the shackles of the world I sit,
Thought just a bit more, and I'd quit.
But it seems fate didn't decree,
As chances fly far away from me.
Life feels like a distant dream,
I won't submit to their moral scheme.
I'll never grasp what this world means,
How have passed so many scenes?
These aren't people but programmed creations,
Lucky we don’t share their foundation.
But what if it’s all absurd,
And I'm the only misfit, unheard?
And if it’s true, then we are two,
No longer bound by any "crew."
In this world we dwell and roam,
Until together we find our final home.
2024-10-12 06:28:37
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