Lost
In a small space
Lost in a space
to run away
From here with no destiny.
What I feel is just… Oh…
I’m hungry…
Hungry for revenge.
I’ve became this furious figure
Who sometimes wanna see the death.
Thirsty,
Sickly necessity of blood.
Coerced, since I was a fetus,
To shoot up, to live and let die.
Lost and confined
In a small place,
In a tragic cage
Which ones call
Planet Earth.
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