Monotony
I pull my hands up and down
To the book
To the box filled with
Money and success
A couple standing in front
Of me, overtaken
With affection
A single kiss he places on her lips
A single kiss she accepts
Peripherals burning
I am lonely,
The shadow cries within my soul
A fire, a liquid magma
Searching for ignition
Pour myself into my future
Ignore the hollow shout
'I am well, I am well, I am well.'
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