the ideal

In an ideal

position

I'd spend more

Time

Talking to

Strangers

I'd agree

That saying

"Hell"

Is easier

Than

"Hello"

I'd accept

My indecisive

Nature

And Balance

It all

Out

Eliminate

Self doubt

I'd know

That sometimes

Shot gun weddings

Are okay

I'd runaway

I'd leave

I'd stay

I'd finally

Consider

The prize

Of my own

Perspective

With the limited

Connections

Even keeping

Me going

I'd sit up

Lay down

Walk around

Give enough

Of a ****

I would never

Think to

Quit

I'd make everyone

Happy

Even myself

But instead

...

Hell

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