Minggu, 13 September 2015

Nemesis

This world is full of noise
The noise that I don't want to hear

Pull me
Pull me out of this realm

I want to fly to the sky
Yet people keep dragging me down

I want to feel the wind
Yet the barricade is stand up high

I want to see the reality
Yet the falsify keep clouding me

Fine, fine then
I said to myself

If the world won't be my friend
Then I will be your enemy
Your Nemesis

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