- Vol. 05
- Chapter 10
Your mind, a congruence of aberrant thoughts a serendipitous convergence, you try so fervently to carve your own niche your own identity in this cesspool of clones floating for eons from here to nothing
Your face, a stark reflection of the blatant reality where everyone is trying to be unique like the blueprint or the map carved out by the swirls of their thumbs pressed on paper you believe yours is unique don't you?
Your voice trying to break the cacophony in that tumultuous mind of yours a silhouette of silence,
Feeble Attemptto serrate both ends of the darkness to carve you out of your banal lies when you are stitched from the same fabric the same suit and tie
You still try. Don't you?