Mandala
What should I call myself?
A fugitive or a voyager
Driving in a car with a full speed ahead
Looking for accuracy from incompleteness
I'm a fugitive
Dying for inspiration
Escaping from this insecure life
And try to find what is right
From the crime of broken hope
I'm a voyager
Eager to believe in a dream
Gain guts and looking for a chance
Even it takes a wide ocean to dive
I’m on my on again, always go round in circles
Holding faith that can fade away sooner or later
I’m a loner in this lonely road, driving in loneliness
I wonder if I can survive
Mandala,
I hold you in my heart
Visualized you in my head
I won’t buy a lie or got strained
Accuracy is all I after
Even when the world decided to go slow
Allowing me to lift up the low
Letting me to collect the missing puzzles
Driving me to the right direction
Mandala,
You spiritualized me
You won’t leave me in vain
I won’t get trapped in a dream
And when I’m awake, I will feel complete
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