Often I dream
of being surrounded
by nothingness and
being locked in
my village
I don't seek
glory, I only
seek reassurance
I always feel
observed and criticized
I feel ashamed
and embarrassed to
be surrounded by
people
I can not
be indifferent to
people
I don't think
I can survive
the hardness of
today's world
I'm annoyed about
being surrounded by
useless people
I feel overwhelmed
by fatigue
I'm exhausted from
the hectic life
Sometimes I think
I'm seriously ill
Even though I'm
alone I often
compromise myself
I think I'm
a poor person
because I want
to be a
victim
For me there
is no hope
of being a
special person
I should be
less prudent but
it's not my
style
If I'm comprised
in public I'm
lost
I'm looking for
signs for world
peace
I'm unhappy with
people
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