# In a world

Author: master1988
Tags: Poetry, sadness

Some more poetry from me to you

In a world were I don't belong it would be a perfect world. Feels like I don't exist. Mirrors lining the road I walk endlessly on. Locked in a room of mirrors. Forced to see all my flaws and errors. No escape from myself. Wish this could end. But this is reality and it bites hard.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/dmWEprJ1
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