The season is going to leave us
with freckles and bigger thighs
skinny jeans and colorful clothes
fake smiles with weird stares
two face and hypocrites
jealousy and insecurities side by side
maybe we are not good enough
to walk next to big bosses
and influencial people
who spend most of their time begging
for mercy and justice
maybe the only space we have is our room
a tiny space with millions of stories
and that's how we say Good bye.
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Author:
fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 4th, 2025 21:12
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