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Why am I here?
Why still here?

Wearing nice clothes to please others
Listening to boring boasts of the people around me

Why am I here?
I know, all I need is to sit on the beach, with a book
Then why am I still here?

The society has ripped my heart off
People turn a blind eye to my dreams
To your dreams
And to their own

How do they pass their days in the lightless cold of the mundane?
Do they even notice the days at all?
Do they live in an eternal night?
Do they think, plan or dream?

They built a small territory for themselves and now live in that
My soul is aching to realize I have become one of them

Do you wonder why?
Do you feel the same way?
Why are you still here?

But my hopes tell me a brighter tomorrow is waiting
Here I am waiting
To step out of the territory and explore
To follow my dreams
Will you come with me?