Hiii, so this is my 3rd poem that I have created in English first. Usually, I create poems in Lithuanian and then translate them. However, in summer I have created my 1st poem in English and 2 others followed recently. It’s so strange because now I will be translating it to Lithuanian. 😀

Maze

I lived under blurry glasses.
I thought my life was awesome.
I found that life can be a lie.
I found that your own brain can betray.

How are you supposed to trust yourself?
When you betray your well-being without care?

We follow programmes.
Fixed in our childhoods.
We are not ourselves.
We are made to obsess.

If you think you're in control
try to take over the current world.
Nothing in here is as it seems.
Nothing on this earth that is real.

So, how do you get out from this maze?
How do you find your actual fate? 

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