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I'm lost, lost in the maze of my thoughts, i can't find the exit, i stopped looking. I thought i was free but it was only an illusion, i was just locked in a room of glass in which, for lack of air i began to die, here it is, my glass maze. I didn't manage to break those windows, they are too hard, i couldn't find help, i became invisible, i didn't manage to keep hope, he escaped of this prison without me. Then i got used to this cage, i found distractions, people saw me, i even thought i was going out, i spent my days with headphones in my ears thinking i had found people capable of make me coming out, i was happy, i thought i was happy, so happy that i forgot the walls of my transparent prison. Then i wanted to join them, my allies, forgetting the barrier between us i rushed, i ran into this wall and i collapsed, not him, he remained in place. I still did not manage to get up, i did not manage to stop my tears, i realized that i had been lulled by illusions, promises, that i had veiled my face, that reality hurts and the wounds really never heal. I don't know who i am anymore, this cheerful, shy, assosiable person, who loves his life, who hates her, who dreams, who nightmares, who trusts, who loves, who hates, i don't know more than i want to do, stay in this toxic but quiet cage or get out, cry or wipe away those tears, smile or take off this mask that sticks to my skin, dance in the rain or wait for the storm to end, i don't know anymore if i can trust or not, i don't know if i can get attached again or not, i'm afraid, i'm terrified. So i continue, i move forward because i have no choice, i advance the music fully in my headphones, my eyes riveted on the ground so as not to see people, shoulders bent so that no one sees me, i advance in i don't know which direction, hoping to find what i'm looking for ... I'm lost, lost in the labyrinth of my thoughts, i can't find an exit, i stopped looking.
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