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I was standing on the edge of an iceberg,
Asking to myself "what's next? "
Should I jump and drown or dive in the chill as usual?
I was standing on the edge,
Watching people far away.
How they are and what they are,
Noticing every inticracy in every way.
I was standing on the edge,
Wondering why can't I speak for myself,
When I am getting dragged to the dirt
Or stumbling in numbness.
I was wondering if the world was worth it,
Or it deserves to be at distance.
I was wondering if I cherished wrong people,
Or if I was wrong for them.
I was wondering if the time and place was wrong.
Or I was born as the system error,
A virus to be cleared.