Too tired

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I chose my story few days ago
Chances of falling down were low.
Things around me are confusing
Heat of my loneliness is growing.
Everybody  has different platforms
But they're singing the same song.
They all are thirsty to be the  greatest
Even though the trains are different.
Clock is ticking faster than my steps
And I don't have any map.
My eyes are blind to see the future
Everybody  is busy drawing  pictures.
I am a insect infront of their steps
I am trying to survive on my cave.
People around me are fighting to win
While I am struggling hard to live.
I am too tired to arrange a home     The workers of my dreams are gone.
I don't want to follow people's culture
Can I just live with my own nature?

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