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Thoughts Never to Make a Sound
It is both a blessing and a burden.
To be destined, is to be powerless.
Where there is nothing, there is much to gain.
It is my destiny,
To be strong while, easily hurt;
To believe then question everything;
To change yet, always be stubborn;
To be goal oriented but never truly finish;
To care and somehow be sarcastic;
To be honest however, cruel;
To be intelligent but not practical;
To be successful yet, one’s own antagonist;
To be grateful and disrespectful;
To listen but never be heard;
To imagine while always in darkness;
To be a problem with no solution;
To give correction causing annoyance;
To sympathize then truly hate;
To live with logic in a world with no sense;
To be good but always wrong;
To thrive while failing;
To be loved but never whole;
To best intent, but never understood;
To see commonalities but, be the only one of my kind.
I am destined for the perfect life dreamt of, without any happiness.
Destiny is not my own.
Perhaps, if it were... I would be anything else.
