Life is tricky, gets sticky quickly
I'd love my day to day to be monotony heavy
This smile is a forgery
...mostly
My demons are imaginary
...mostly
Every foot placed in front of the other is scary
I've been doing it for 40 plus years, I'll figure it out eventually
Look how easily I lie to me
Do I know anything wholeheartedly?
Same sh*t different day,
And honestly,
I'd welcome blasé openly
Hopefully
I get the opportunity

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