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I am so carelessly imaginative,

I thought I could work wonders,

I hope magic will make me great,

I feel I am thinking right.

However,

I am devastated of hope.

I am exhausted of trying.

I am hopeless of dream.

I am broke.

And,

I am afraid.

I am insecure.

I am full of doubt.

I am not confidence.

So,

I wanted to sleep

I wanted a little break

I wanted to shut off my world

I wanted some peace in mind