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Cloudy thoughts
Laying in bed,
so much stuff in my head
cant decide what i think about
so much shit to care about.
So much questions to understand
but who will respond to em ?
I cant say whats right or wrong
but does anybody can ?
Looking out my window,
thinking is there anything we know.
Everyone doing their daily routine
thinking they’re doing their own thing.
But that’s wrong
cause we’re following the system for way too long
Nothing we do is our own choice
Its just the only way we survive in this weird place.
But the’re is a way to escape
This is a experience just a few people can make
This exit is called love
Its a feeling u cant get enough
Its the way out of this grey place
And i can feel it when i look into your face
-B.I