A wasted life

by Tijjani Grema Mustapha

Disturbed and confused by my own thoughts.
The thoughts that argue within themselves.
Confusing a daft brain into confusion
and disturbing the mind into disturbance.
Drunk with regrets, because the thoughts
brought back the shadow of the past.
A wasted life.
The life that got busted since at the beginning.
The past was full of hopes and dreams that were real.
But today, the life of a young lad
was demolished and vanished like it never existed.
Who am I?
I am nothing but a piece of a blank sheet.

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