i don't even know
why there's so much thing to hate
and love at once and still
we're afraid of taking the risk
even when we have nothing to lose
they say the heroes come in late
what if there's no hero that time
what if it's all a lie
that the world is not the world
when all of the people is in a deep slumber
and we all
are in different dreams
like we're meant to dream to suffer
when others dream to wonder
and wake up to realize we're just the same
we're staying just the same
never felt glory never felt shame
never thought that this would ever came
what if
you're are the only one
you are not like other kind
something terrible we'll never find
even if we tell ourselves a beautiful lie
'she,will always be mine'
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