The days when we have nothing to say,
When everything seems out of the way,
We learn to live inside our own minds,
Looking for answers, searching for signs,
We're filled with thoughts and confusion,
Creating assumptions, feeling like an illusion,
Making boundaries and borders,
Your brain overflows, losing all orders.
Misunderstanding all which is clear,
Mistaking difficulty with fear.
Until we realize we’ve wasted our time.
Being lonely and creating our own boundary lines.
I never thought that time would pass so fast,
Sitting in a room reminiscing about the past.
Humans are delicate, chunks of matter,
We’re complicated and simple climbing an unpredictable ladder.
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