Invisible,
I stare into a crowded room with laughter and fleet.
Invisible,
I stand inside a multitude of jollity and upbeat.
A balancing act
Where frequently I fumble
Between intense feelings of overwhelming deceit and hostile repeat
I buried my purpose
And here I watch each layer reveal an unsteady influence of hardship
Through adapting to danger and reckless behavior
Impulsively I rise and overheat...
Slowing uncovering patterns of promising demise and retreat.
Invisible,
I walk through shadows to subconsciously compete
Invisible,
I dream I was you and not me.
Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 11:33 PM UTC
Invisible,
I stare into a crowded room with laughter and fleet.
Invisible,
I stand inside a multitude of jollity and upbeat.
A balancing act
Where frequently I fumble
Between intense feelings of overwhelming deceit and hostile repeat
I buried my purpose
And here I watch each layer reveal an unsteady influence of hardship
Through adapting to danger and reckless behavior
Impulsively I rise and overheat...
Slowing uncovering patterns of promising demise and retreat.
Invisible,
I walk through shadows to subconsciously compete
Invisible,
I dream I was you and not me.
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