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i think i'm dying - Marcus told me to - and i think of me as human, too.
i grow like a stoic man's secret chance, so far away, so anxious;
i follow your right hand so wrong.
and i see what you give to everyone but me.
like i need it - like i need you - like i need you to see me!?
see me not needing you to see me!?
good enough for me isn't good enough for you until i say it is,
you can be whatever you need to be when i'm around,
cause it's all my fault;
cause i'm full of flaws;
cause it's just me being me [again!?];
cause i have needs, too;
cause i have this need to;
cause Marcus told me to.
sometimes i wish that i was sorry, but today i have no apologies.
my hopes will not exceed my problems if you need me to be the problem -
and that is a problem.
that is the problem.
the problem looks a lot like me.
oh, shit, it is -
the problem is me.
problems always come from within.
so, thank you and you're welcome for being who i could be;
when i should be.
About the Creator
⸘jason alan‽
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i am only responsible for what i say
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not for what you understand
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you may learn to be charmed by my [secret‽] discontent
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or you may not
Comments (1)
Nice effort, liked it.