why not how

this void i fool myself into.
i dare not expose the truth.
the lies, the insanity.
why would anyone want this.
victory.

these little suckled homes they live in,
why do they try to scare me?
for what, and why,
i cannot understand them.
freedom.

before i let myself fall,
i lift from what they preach,
what point, what need?
i chose all this anyway.
sinking.

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