This world isn’t for me
People don’t mean the word we,
They only know themselves
Screw everybody else…
Forgotten words, forgotten feelings,
Who are now these beings?
Beings who cannot love or cherish
But sooner or later they will perish…
I am a loose canon
Waiting to explode,
No barrier, no human
My rage can hold…
Separated by the differences
The society has imposed,
I follow my senses…
They follow fashion jerks.
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