Stuck between 8 corners,
โbe like that, be like themโ
Iโm like the foreigners,ย
but in my own little gem.
Deadlines for every event,
birth, marriage, kids, death.
Every minute worth a cent,ย
every second one less breath.
The voice says โbe unique.โ
Donโt settle for something less,ย
youโre worth more than an antique.
Actually you are priceless.
Now, listening to the voice,
I am escaping from these lies.
My life and my choice.
Enjoying life, no more sighs.
No deadlines to meet,
less worried and more living.
Making footprints with MY feet,
no following and no blinking.
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