If I could, I would. But I can't so I shan't.
I've been searching for so long.
But I can't seem to find the answer.
I thought I had it all until I met somebody wiser.
I knew there was a secret, but this only worsened my paranoia.
If only I knew, I would be braver and stronger.
If only I knew, I would be greater.
But I don't, I'm only human.
I'm sorry for all I've done
I'm sorry for not being perfect
I'm sorry for not knowing the secret that makes immortality seem worthless.
I'm sorry.
I'm just an imperfect soul.
Waiting for the secret which will let me grow.
Waiting for the time I'll be mature enough to know.
Waiting for the season when imperfections are just dust under burried bones...
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