I am lost in unsure thoughts,
Mind is divided in thousand slots.
Alone I stand on the struggling street,
Still I will not accept defeat.
Relations are selfish, truth is hidden,
Past is confused, future uncertain.
Dreams fade away before being concrete,
Still I will not accept defeat.
Fear is stable, tears come often,
Happiness is costly, smiles forbidden.
Untold thoughts are crushed beneath the feet,
Still I will not accept defeat.
Hatred is prominent, love is lost,
Money is made at morality's cost.
Life may end struggling..ruthlessly luck may treat,
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