My body is lost in chaos of people,
My mind in chaos of m thoughts,
All I aimed for was a goal, too wisen,
Now seems more like a horizon.
Your high crowns you as a hero,
But it's hard to shallow your low scenarios,
Ups and Downs are part of blooming,
But one never knows it's a sine wave or simply a line with slope smaller than zero.
This large world is easily visible through these tiny eyes,
All you have to do is raise up your heights,
It seems easier to climb up to the top,
Than to able to maintain your spot.
My master seems to have given up,
Servant follows the path well laid,
Searching someone like SUN,
Who lit up your dark and be soothing on his depart.
Somethings Wrong! dawn starts to exhaust me,
Twilight sends shivers down my spine,
People who used to be soothing for me,
Now started to fall apart.
Feels like I'm in a mid war, armour not prepared,
Closer the enemy, Lower my hopes, and the more Stressed out me,
Started trying hands on new weapons,
Maybe in the search for my track, or just to avoid the facts.
This contribute to the chaos I'm lost within,
The results seems so obvious, yet tryin' to standing,
Maybe the more I'm losing, the more I'm gaining,
I'm afraid 'U' should not turn out to be 'O' after losing.
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