why do i continue to think miserable of
myself?
i try and i cant do things right
im failing at
being a person
i doze into dreamland
i just want to immediately believe
that i have it under control
those close to me "see: the actual potential
im failing to see
i may have seen it a few times
but i forget
it flickers in and out of existence
im reminded for a moment
of the numerous times i spent alone on that staircase at night
on campus
jus thinking how miserable i am
singing sad song
which such assuredness
and with sensations i yet did not understand
as almost as a foresight to what would
eventually become
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Poetryincoherent, inconsistent ramblings about a person trying to reach a consensus with itself
