Babbling
Our own history disadvantages our weak soul
We were conquered by our weak thoughts
We defy power thinking we were deceived
Guilty or not we acted more than we should
Angry! Upset! Terrorised! Empowered! Entitled!
How can we defeat our strength? how can we devour our overflown emotions?
How can we prove we’re right when it does not matter at all?
All mixed up circling in circus
Our actions does not rhyme in rhythm
When our words does not worth anything!
Misunderstood! Isolated! Punished!
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