The Curious Case of Benyamin Bensalah

How to live a life if you are not welcome in it?

It’s hard, innit?

You are waiting for supports of any sort.

Does the princess feel alone in the fort,

Waiting for the love to be saved?

Isn’t it foolish from the enslaved?

I could live without those.

But who knows?

I’ve been cursed to find wall after wall

and it’s not hurting me any more after all

I find more comfort in nightmares than in any dream

I find no pleasure in any turn

I know now there’s nothing I can earn

My mere existence is a mourn

I’ve had no home and I’m home for no more

I’ve been here and it’s all written

I’ve been here and it’s all written

Even if I get torn I’m fighting till I’m worn

There’s a reason I was born

I exist here by reason to learn

Trying till the point I scream

I want to turn the nightmare into a dream

Though it’s been just a dream after all

I didn’t understand walls till I built the wall

But who knows?

I’m not deserved of any of those.

Maybe, I just misbehaved.

Waiting for the love to be saved,

Does the princess feel alone in the fort?

You are waiting for support of any sort.

It’s hard, innit?

How to live a life if you are not welcome in it?

Benyamin Bensalah

03.11.2021

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