What the Hell

This is an act of obligation

To write something down,

to make a stupid point

It's no longer a part of me.

I am lacking,

I am comfortable,

And it makes me sad to be okay with it.

But I see no sense in trying,

because progress can't be forced,

Right?

It's a living thing,

or something like that;

What the hell do you call it?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Pfft, whatever.

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