Succumbed by my fear of having fears
Slowly killed by cautiousness
Of desire of a life near perfection
Amidst the cruel world of struggles and contradictions.
Eyes open, yet acts as if blind
Locked, yet aware of the outside
Not paralyzed, yet can’t move.
Choices
Decisions
Actions
Consequences
TIRED…
I’m wanting for sleep
But I need not it.
For sleep is a want
Need it is not.
For in capitalism,
Comfort is sacrifice
Sleep is delayed
By cups of coffee
Coffee…coffee… coffee…
Haay, graveyard na naman duty mamaya
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