Conflict




Cold shudder, now and then,
Melancholic angst reign;
Thousand words to console
And swooshing heavy breaths,
Diving into the soul
To feel uncanny depths.
Confused and colonized,
Living a life biased
'Cause we are civilized.
Following their idea of dreams
Shutting ears from painful screams
To be a part of a race,
To save their face,
The ones who’ve betted on you.

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