I'm always escaping
Afraid of competing with others
Afraid of myself
Afraid of you
The world made me soft and weak
I thought I could survive
through the niches
Maybe the coming day will be better
closer to perfect
I think the only luck that I have
is that my weakness
is tolerated
I have nothing to complain
I want to start over
Perhaps I can be a better person
Perhaps I can closer to the world
closer and closer
wish u all the best ya..
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