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Mental filing cabinet
Folder:
Miscellaneous I tip-toe through life,
anticipating failure of those around me.
Failure to commit.
Failure to achieve.
Failure to love.
Failure to prove me wrong.
Balancing on my emotions,
Questions which run rampant through my mind.
Should I stay?
Should I go?
Should I lie?
Should I tell him its all okay?
Judgemental people always watching
They hope that I will bow...
Bow to temptation
Bow to love
Bow to them
Bow to the status quo
Oh how I long to end this...
This irrelevant existence i maintain..
Is this real?
Is this love?
Is this my life?
Is this life worth living?
Ideas blooming across skylines
Painted visual images scatter themselves
Death is inevitable
Death is coming
Death is welcome
Death is something beautiful.
Should I care what other may say?
The defamation that will accompany my end?
Was she crazy?
Was she stupid?
Was she a spec on the glass of life?
Was she even someone I should feel sorry for?
