I never let the tears come back to me
But no matter how much I try
Crying is my hobby
In time, always feel scary
All of the humanity
Are gone selfishly
I am within the way of my mind
Waiting for a miracle to come
Keeping up the time goes slow
In hopes, everything is all well
I see everybody blow in
With a knife edge on their hand
Starting to kill time viciously
I'm screeching loudly
The world is too fast for me
Every day becomes a worry
- Nicahae
(October 8, 2020)
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