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Ode to an Ever-Changing Style
Over thinking is crippling me
Censoring my usual bluntness
Unsure if my soul is being evolved
Or if glitches in my style are being solved
Too aware of my words
Constant write and erase
Unlike former outpours written in haste
So absorbed with being original and great
I forget the reason I write in the first place
To vent
To express
To deal with life
And now life is starting to get the better of me
Yet again
I do better when I don't think
How to center myself?
I haven't the slightest clue
So scatterbrained yet thoughtful
Yet another side to me comes tumbling through
Clumsily writing
Like a blind man with a peg leg walking
Maybe I just need a break to rejuvenate
The creativity that inspired even me
Censoring my usual bluntness
Unsure if my soul is being evolved
Or if glitches in my style are being solved
Too aware of my words
Constant write and erase
Unlike former outpours written in haste
So absorbed with being original and great
I forget the reason I write in the first place
To vent
To express
To deal with life
And now life is starting to get the better of me
Yet again
I do better when I don't think
How to center myself?
I haven't the slightest clue
So scatterbrained yet thoughtful
Yet another side to me comes tumbling through
Clumsily writing
Like a blind man with a peg leg walking
Maybe I just need a break to rejuvenate
The creativity that inspired even me
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