Corrupted mind leads me to hell
I'm trying hardly to pull over
From this mysterious affair
But deep inside I am its lover
I want to break this deadly bond
Which brings me pain that I still suffer
But I was born to be its Lord
Became the evil like no other
I question do we have a choice?
Fulfill you duty or abandon!
And what is fate? My inner voice
Which tells me things I cannot handle?
And who are we? Why are we here?
Just puppets asking for attention
Who struggle to make things more clear
But everyone thinks he is special
And everything remains unchanged
It makes me feel so weak and brittle
I try my best to rearrange
This life but it keeps getting bitter
Corrupted mind
© Copyright: Денис Васильевич Бушуев, 2023
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