It's All Blank

By Nakul Balar

The world, it's filled with so many people.

But wait! Are they even real, or am I just delusional?

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a game,

Here to clear all the levels without having anything to claim.

Or is this world just my imagination, and am I going insane?

So wait! Does that mean I'm the one causing all this pain?

Either it's a game or my imagination,

One thing is clear: this world is a deadly creation.

I think that there's no end to this game I am playing,

And the only way to find out is by surviving.

I just have to live in this world of delusion,

And maybe one day I'll wake and get to know that all of this was just my imagination.

By Nakul Balar