They observed, am not regular

They declared, am a singular

I was named a loner

Separately kept, No Zoner



Limbs all tied up in the chains

Operating me is a different brain

I was totally misinterpreted

This place heavenly overrated



Left with few hopeless open miles

Uncomfortable suffocating fake smiles

Longing,calling for that day to shine

Belongings all packed,ready to make it mine.





B.S

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