Sometimes I just want to disappear into thin air,
make myself come none into existence,
forgotten by the crowds,
and erased by time,
I never felt that I will ever fit in this fallacy
My soul, my breath, and my blood
They are just deceiving illusion
I don’t belong here
Something tickling my mind
And tell me to run
Tell me to believe in something unknown
Somewhere I should belong
Out of grasp of the Fake
It actually not a poetry, it just some random words that stumble upon my mind. Something like this bothering me for years. Somehow, I believe there’s a place for people like me out there, or maybe I just being delusional?