Illusion.

I once heard someone say
The world inside your head is barren,
But I brush that thought away
For who they are to think they know.

The spring came but I failed to fix the gloom
For in corners of my mind, the thought grew bit by it,
I’m trapped;
For my own skin no longer seems to fit.

The whole world crawls on my walls
They tell me, tomorrow will be good,
How long does it takes to reach the mountains
When your soul in trapped in the woods?

My days are constantly afraid of nights
No Matter how brightly it shines, that moon,
For seasons are mere illusions
I am forever out of tune.

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