A streak of light hits my face
and I relinquish my sweet sleep
as I awaken to believe once again
that dreams are interim and not to keep.
The world moves at such a fast pace.
I tend to crumble – time and again.
Humans overpower humans in this rat race
just for wealth, power, and fame.
Sometimes, I expect to see changed days,
believing everything will be good once again.
But ‘once again’ is just another phrase;
I’d already lost even before I began.
So no more tries and no more lies.
No more fake smiles and ‘once agains’.
I just want to make sure before I die
that I’ve lived – I don’t want to live once again.
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