siphosethu mbananga (19-11-1992 / Eastern cape South Africa)
The Story Of My Life Searching For A Life
Somewhere, somehow I was searching for a life while I lived one.
It began to be an everyday thing to wake up lost and said in the morning.
It began to be an ordinary thing to live in a dream as I dreamed more than reality.
It became a tradition to hate what I never knew why I hated it.
I had began to live a life of lies.
I had began to live in confusion with my day to day dilusions.
I was that woman with mad dreams each day.
That was the day I lost my identity.
That was the day I became a dreamer than who I was.
As I woke up in the morning I realised that all I have ever lived was a dream,
But rather than nothing I will continue the dream...
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