As I conflate my desire and emotions, phobia takes control over my life, as I fear not to fear, I am already defined but the world expects me to portrait myself while no one else will recognise my existence as I demand!
Grown as I am, my peers wanna compete with me while I depend on someone who's tryna survive poverty! my movements are treated as threats although I meant well, as I'm not appreciated for my good deeds I performed while I had nothing of my own
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