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An escape is unreachable

I see this is true

i'm trapped in my questions

all the strife i've gone through.



Making mistakes

but not feeling regrets

not looking for sympathy

that at times I do get.



Not reaching for stars

that seem destined to fall

but falling from pedistals

that shouldn't be mine at all.



My thoughts are colliding

the black with the white

my feet made of clay

serves to show you weren't right.



I won't try to escape

from this daily demise

I just want to be free

from these self-serving lies.