So much in disbelief, so much in satire ,
I have questioned everyday of my life, searched everything to feel alive ,
Still there is no era or phase of me living entirely,
Iam always observing, always tracing the rigidity of this play ,
I try to unravel , search but still iam at nowhere,
as if I am being dragged into this but I was born,
I had no choice of acception and rejection yet I ask me why ,
I try to convince me everyday but still iam on other side,
so much in illusions, so much in satire

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