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Rambling Mind

Fighting what I see as inadequacies
I run from the real and dance with my lies
Joyous in every single untruth revealed by me
I can't stand to sit still with myself

Knowing I'm not telling me my own truth
Wallowing in the sea of incidentalism
Can anything shake this sense of remorse
Never painted, never drawn, never shared

Why then does my frown cover
The entirety of my soul
Why do these Three Little Birds
Continue to issue such empty promises

The air I breathe is said to be free
But why then has it cost me my life
Memories devoured by birds of regret
Constantly counting me one of their flock

As I sit here alone in my room
Carrying conversations with long-dead thoughts
Is there some philosophical point to this all
Or am I just living the projection I've created

Is there meaning to the pain I've caused
A table of Contents would help me now
When I kneel here and pray to the Gods
Will their answer be to tune in next week?
Written by xero (Micheal M)
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