sometimes i question why i do so much
knowing i will get nothing in return
why do i let myself be stretched further than
i can handle

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The Beginning and the Inevitable End
PoetryEverything life is. Messy, unorganized. Never knowing how it happens or where you will end up.
Reaching
sometimes i question why i do so much
knowing i will get nothing in return
why do i let myself be stretched further than
i can handle