Life...

Which is sugar...Which is salt no matter what the thing is, mixing it all. need some peace and some space, in my home like a cage. want to place when nobody knows my name, where I want to burn like flame. want a rebirth... done too many mistakes, get rid of human like snakes. all wishes are becoming mirages, begging for academic percenteges. Brain is also done with it remaining like a fused bulb, all the toxicity around the world...