I'm stuck in the dreariness of my mind's obsession
Etching out my fate, I'm in the zenith of my depression
Going somewhere I want to see, Being someone I want to be
In my limited life I want to succeed, maybe then I may meet
Some resemblance of calmness and ridding the matters that press
My mind and troubles me inside, escaping from alienated thoughts' excess
I hope to burn all bridges that connect me to the troubled lands of yesterdays
A refugee seeking shelter into the future, I'll make a life according to my own way
My thinking and my living might at last unify, and no longer will they contradict
As they do now, causing a contrast of mind and man creating misery that afflicts
The well being of my deep and forgotten soul, as I start the climb so I can behold
That place I want to go, I'll leave my home and leave the faces I've always known
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