Perplexity
By R.P.Avanthikha
Pacing back and forth
encircled by angst.
Stuck in a rut;
trying to break free
although easier to just stay in.
Don't know what it's like to be a regular
amidst all this
finding ways to blossom.
By R.P.Avanthikha
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