Found the flow of time in a rhyme, captivated by the sound of silence in the middle of the night, forgetting the time when I’m alone awake in my room.
Watching the ceiling like skin peeling after sun’s rays have changed my skin to red from pink instead of light brown. A frown where once was a smile. Long gone are the hours of joy.
I’m waiting for change to my life but all I ever find are vivid dreams that fade with the sun glaring through my window.
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