Lost In His Own World Poem by Tonny Md
Lost In His Own World
Sometimes he feels
like life is a fragile story
slipping from his hands.
He lives to impress,
while something quiet
burns beneath his ribs.
Each day repeats—
a worn-out record
he cannot silence.
His body stands firm,
but his mind leans
toward the fall.
He tries—
more than anyone knows—
to become something real.
Still, he drifts,
half here, half gone,
lost in his own world.
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