reality is happiness,
memories both good and bad
reality is poison,
killing the soul who lingers too long
reality is neutral,
it doesn't go for or against you
reality is a prison,
for the soul who doesn't belong.
i'll be locked inside this prison,
chocking on this poison,
wishing for a way out.
can you hear my soul crying?
suffocating, dying?
can no one hear me shout?
till then i'll wait,
hoping for a fate,
that will grant me freedom!
and i'll see you all around,
but one way or another,
i'll find a way out.
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