(06/03/2024)
Disguised faces, tears that make traces,
Blinding emotions, blinding pain,
Questioning every day, whether I'm sane.
Helping and wishing,
The pain away,
Will I feel this, each and every day?
Life's an illusion;
Not sure what's real,
Not even sure,
Exactly how to feel.
Intrusive thoughts,
Doubting myself, doubting my future,
And everyone else.
Mistreated, misheard,
"As free as a bird,"
The fakest saying I've ever heard.
Like night and day,
Like fire and ice,
Don't get along well,
-Resort to a fight.
Two paths, two roads,
Not sure which way to go,
Doubting and doubting,
My self-worth,
Did I make the right decision,
Or will I end up hurt?
Questioning decisions,
Is it time to turn around?
Oh no, oh, wait, a glimmer of hope,
A sliver, something to cling to, an antidote,
To all my problems, to all my worries,
A small light guides me down this road.
But I was wrong, and now struggling to stay afloat.
Been deceived, been tricked,
And once again,
My self-worth is nicked.
Dented again,
Dented each day,
When is it time,
To finally turn away?
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