It is a follow-up
could be a top up
a strange feeling gets along
makes one nowhere in a belong
approximating the decimals
fixing it to the minimal
I look at me with disdain
I have not gained
nor have I taken care of me
always the family before me
never bothered to take a concern
nor was able to discern
I too am a human being
with all the feelings
lived like a stone with no moves
receiving all with no proofs
I, in the course, lost myself
now have sunk deep down
stand I dazed unable to find myself
well, that could be a possibility in the down.
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