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Into the confusion of the unknown
I have written many stories and read hundreds of poems
I've read a lot of books and sang a thousand songs
Guess I'll prepare my ink to write a new story
I hope this time while writing it won't be misery

I'm afraid of failure and only wanted to succeed
Pushing myself too hard , aiming to proceed
What is it? What's that thing I've been longing for?
All this questions added up in my mind more and more

Yes I did! I write my soul out until I ran out of ink
Now... I'm restless and I seemed to not care and think
I can't identify fictions between reality
Which one is cruel to live and which one is pretty

I've always seek for better and avoided the worse
This feeling ain't new to me, as always, of course
There's nothing wrong with being naive in this world full of lies
But they say " a hundreds of tries, a hundreds of cries"
© misaki