Life is a banal game,
And I’m sick of its rules.
Everywhere spins trivial hustle,
Shall we step out of this darkness together?
I don’t want to hear refusals,
You’ve been programmed so deeply,
When will you hear your true voice?
Maybe try looking in the mirror a little crookedly?
Alright, if you want to play—then play.
But time is pressing.
What will you choose:
to keep playing a role that’s not yours,
Or to lose with dignity, embracing your true flesh?
True face
© Copyright: Луиза Бокаева, 2025
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