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In this Life

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Such a chaos in my world
There's no rest for the life I know
It's just all about surviving while dying
And all the matter is the smiling


What's the point of living
If you end up soon dying
It's sacrificing for what your waiting desire
Do just what you need to do just to be living


But I'm a human
A poorly state of my life
Is mostly make me think why do I need this kind of life
Freedom is not what I want because we're free but stuck in this life


It's not the point, I learn I can't have point
Living in my life was like a battle of toy
This life I don't adore at all
I'm stuck and don't want to live like this at all


It's just something that I want
A dreamer but can't take forward for a doer
Like the standard of all stop me to grow
So I just back out in this reality of choice


I just believe I am the wonder on the roll
Like I'm the most suddenly important person your from
I made my mind and make the story my own
Something I desire my story could define them all


Even when it's all just a clone
You look like you believe in every pieces of noise
It's just all I got for now but what for?
In this life it's a limited choice

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Comments

Forsomeone on September 29, 2020:

"What's the point of living

If you end up soon dying

It's sacrificing for what your waiting desire

Do just what you need to do just to be living"

Whaaat are rhyme! lol i just wanna say that your poem is really reality in the world haha sorry for my grammar, I pick this sentence or whatever they call is haha but I'm sure that is poem hehe.., that's beautiful poem.