The look in your eyes
Hold a thousand story
No friends in school
No family at home
Trapped in this oval mirror
You used to be happy
Never a dull moment
Now jiggling from your past and present
The truth indeed is bitter
Strangled, trying to break free
From this nonsensical situation
You thought the next round will come
In this dusty and fragile world
Never in your dream,
This black and dry silent
Would take your breath away
Loneliness and sorrow surrounds you
Bringing the musty smell to remember
Regret is no more
Alone is your destiny
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