A QUEST

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My problem is I seek validation
Especially from the other gender
It's toxic, it's unhealthy, it's deranging
And then when I don't receive it,
I start to doubt my self worth

I start to project
It's crazy, it's annoying, it's sad
Seeking validation, why, it's not necessary
It's pitiful
But I can't help it, it's my drug

I revel in the attention
It's concerning how much time I spend mulling over how insignificant I've become
It's like an anti climax
We went from big dreams to zero passions

I try to guard against it
But like an ocean current
I'm taken down and under
I lose grip on reality
My vision becomes distorted

And then
I'm gone


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