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The picture is clear
I have a vision
No doubts now
I take a step
I march onward

Blur

Oblivion

We painted skies, infinite

We painted oceans, deepest

We dreamed of love, unconditional

We dreamed of passion, unquenchable

Yet, again

We closed our eyes

Drifting to oblivion

Tell me

Do you feel alive, or

Do you feel awake?

Is it vivid?

Is it of various hues?

Are you shaken?

Are you enjoying?

What do they mean?

What is it to you?

Tell me your dreams.

In order to thrive

Is it a stigma?

Is it a rule?

Is it compulsory?

Is it so crucial?

Aren’t we masters of our destiny?

Don’t we own the right?

To rule it as we wish

To ruin it as we please

What’s with all the mockery?

And the ridiculous stupid scorn

The rubbish garbage piles

Of imbeciles, fools and rogues

Patience going loose

Can’t do it, no not more

Slam their face, that’s what I feel

That’d be too easy

Not even necessary

The frustration builds up

Reddening the anger

I control my annoyance

Try clearing my head

Fools will always be fools

Why should I let them get to me?

Need to be strong

To live it up and live

Need to be tough

To make it worth the live

Don’t know why

Every day passes

Bringing another

I dream

I’m stagnant

There’s so much to be done

I want to move

I can’t

There’s more to the step

Than the charm to the eye

I want to be set free

Imprisoned in my stagnation

I want to breathe

I want to feel

Yet I don’t

Not that I can’t

But don’t know why