Chaos

Here I am standing. All alone.

Plenty of people around but none whom I recognise.
Plenty of voices but no conversations that I can connect.
Is it the chaos outside or the storm inside me?

Why is there so much rush when we don’t know where we heading to.
Why have we come so far when we never wanted to leave.
Is it the noise outside or the vacuum inside me?

Why do we dream when it always shatters.
Why do we hope when we know there is no path ahead.
Is it me or the demon inside me talking?

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