I'm tired.
Sitting in a blurred vision.
Day after tick and sit thinking.
I glance and the clock is heating.
Speed.
Like a trapped minnow.
Bound by clapping footsteps.
And the creator of stupid miseries.
Where.
The hidden junction seek.
Dismissing all and sleep.
It is punishment.
Ponder.
And the mind wanders.
And the smile lingers.
Thanks.
Hope.
A circular wishing well.
Movements only move these.
Nothing else.
Cling.
i will not give in to what it wants.
I will fail until it loves me.
And then smile.
Thanks.
