Transcend

Maybe I’m just trying to transcend. 

Sanity is a luxury in the place.

As they try to tell me that depression is stability. 

But if that’s the case…

I’d rather be guilty of insanity. 

I’d rather be caught between the voices. 

And I’d rather dissolve in the void.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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