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Tired, exhausted not able to move.
My face is dark, and Gray is in a mood.
Wanted to walk outside, but it was an impossible mission.
Giving up or letting go is the millennial question.
My body is numb, unable to move.
My face is down as the crying moon.
Can not whisper or let a sound.
I am here and bound.
My legs are trembling trying to get out,
but my mind is full of doubt.
What is going to be out there?
Aliens, animals, or mutants somewhere?
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Ina Zeneli
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Comments (2)
the rhyming gives it great rhythm!
It’s a mix of exhaustion and curiosity, like being trapped in a world where even taking a step feels like a big decision. The mood really brings out that millennial struggle between giving up and pushing through.✨