MYSTERY ROAD

This poem is about the sentiment of shrinking in between the crowd, the inability to figure out the progression of life, struggle to fit in, and the experience of existential crisis once in a while.

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Down the mystery road, I walk
vacant and dark
Where’s the destination?
there’s no roadmap

pacing in a circle, on and on
feelings drive me insane
for every step taken
there is a question if it’s a right lane

conflict between thoughts
no seeking for answers anymore
Glancing back to the scratch line
It’s miles away from where I was before