the crazy me

air is making me fly

its so strong yet so soft

i know iam crazy

i know iam not a normal person anymore whos normal anyway?

although i cant really c whats there for a while now

but i have this feeling that its really out there

i dont wanna doubt it

but i still caNT and dont wanna c whats going on

but the feeling keeps telling me that everything being replied

that everything being taken care of

its words going between here and thee

thats why its better to be sitting in here

sharing and seeing many souls lost in everywhere

than in reading what you nomore cant really keep

but theres something keeps telling you that its not only you here

but what difference will it make?

if you can be heard or can be replied

its still you sitting all alone kidnapped by such air

where every wave comes and capture you to the nowhere

does all this makes any sense

or its just some nonsense senses created by the air slabbing to your soul

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