Always thinking... Thinking about how this life sucks. Yet, I see that this life is great. And what kills me is this paradox.
Cannot cry...
Cannot scream...
All stuck in my throat like a death-pill...
So vigorous, yet so deceit...
The human mind hasn't been trained to capacitate this much of equations and emotions at one time... Or is it? Am I underestimating my mind?
Am I the one creating these paradoxes inside me?
Questions are still unanswered, wandering round my brain...
Will someone reach out a hand? Is this the last chance to evacuate the paradoxials spirals of the human enchantment?
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