Rebel of a Poem

Wonder why I dream
I'm over the seam
Looking down to the blur
of my emotions, sober
Without knowing what to fear
be it a gun or a spear
Nor knowing what to believe
in this damn world so naive
I wish I were elsewhere
to get a breath of fresh air
My mind is polluted, so much filth
Nothing can remove, I just writhe
Please spare me from the atrocity
Free me from the burden
I can't take any more, show mercy
For too long I'm mistaken

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