The purpose of my existence terries
I am struggling to find a sense of purpose
In a world which has taken the meaning of purpose away
I question
What reality is?
I’ve been dreaming so long
Of establishing a reality for a positive reality for
myself
That my reality has become dream like
And my dreams are dry reality
Making everything for me pseudo
I am in a furious mental quarrel for my mind’s freedom
Trying to break the grips of what I fear most
Imminent failure
My mind needs its rest
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