Born into a world and taught to dream and die
To have a life but not at the same time
Never shown how to see when the assumed outcome is not met
You followed each step accordingly, what did you expect to get?
What will you do if perfect does not exist?
And digging deeper leaves a hole that can't be refilled
Go and get over, give yourself a rest
The throne of want is the first step
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 1:53 AM UTC
Born into a world and taught to dream and die
To have a life but not at the same time
Never shown how to see when the assumed outcome is not met
You followed each step accordingly, what did you expect to get?
What will you do if perfect does not exist?
And digging deeper leaves a hole that can't be refilled
Go and get over, give yourself a rest
The throne of want is the first step
Hand me a guitar and I'll play a song, but only one that I know. Hand me a sandwich and I'll eat it, but only if I'm hungry.
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