They say there's light at the end of the tunnel
and that it brings hope and helps us to live
but what if all things
that I found stable
became just ramshackle debris.
My thoughts have shaped different shapes and
my feelings have gone
and I can't them translate.
They talk to me an unknown language
which to decode so am I afraid.
There's no hope in not going bananas,
the lighting bulb on the verge of hard break.
I am so shocked of saying 'I love you'
as I am too helpless
in not making mistakes.
Banana ur pain EN
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