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my world is all the same

eye through the same perspective

it was all me and myself

there are thoughts

I still couldn't figure out

and memories which hurts

it's not that easy

to be left alone with no choice

I wish there be alternative

if there was any,

wouldn't I opt for apple

rather than the rough pineapple

for everytime I swallow

it place me in agony

in vibrations with guiltiness

I wish there be company around but

none like seriousness vibe I emit

a medicine for a trouble heart

is not to hoard but share

all i do is store it like

it's for the winter supplies

and I would starve without it

I carry alot luggage inside me

bugging me slow and tired

I wish someday one would see

and hear me out

until I'm free and out.