inside the warm coziness of the mind,
I wander aimlessly through memories
timeless in nature, full of turmoil and
doubt of life's reality, clinging onto
existentialism and life's absurdities,
suppressing and oppressive, keeping
our beliefs from freely forming...
prisoners of ourselves, living in
mental cells of our own creation,
blaming and pointing fingers at
those we hated, distrusted, and
wanted to die a horrible fate...
the new generation we were with
all the right answers, solutions
and reasons for society to change,
according to our plans, our beliefs
our idea of what life should be
what it should not be and who
should benefit from these changes.
January 7, 2025
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