Reluctant Fighter.

Opened eyes and found in strange surrounding,

Can’t understand why am here,

What’s the purpose,

Who invoked me in this cauldron of grabbing,

Just complied to instincts and started responding rhythms ,

Can’t understand marathon fights on all corners,when ultimately fight is to be lost,

Incentive s and motivation theories were enforced by rote,

Individual variance too high ,yet perfect display outside,

Inside lurking demons yet preaching great lessons,

No scan for really going in around,

Just random sense engulf without any sense,

The clock on wall draw layers and layers of rubbish over rubbish.

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