How frustrating it is to be
Existing indeterminately
Constantly wondering
If you came out wrong
Moments in time
Capsules of hope and dread
Anxieties burning inside your head
Never again, forever upon a trend
Mysteries of life
Unsolvable by all
So why concern yourself so deeply
With fixing it all
Empty dreams
Insecurities overflowing
I've tried so many times
But now it's up to you
Time has come
And underneath this blinding light
You are a part of me
Ever absent
but more than a memory
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
How frustrating it is to be
Existing indeterminately
Constantly wondering
If you came out wrong
Moments in time
Capsules of hope and dread
Anxieties burning inside your head
Never again, forever upon a trend
Mysteries of life
Unsolvable by all
So why concern yourself so deeply
With fixing it all
Empty dreams
Insecurities overflowing
I've tried so many times
But now it's up to you
Time has come
And underneath this blinding light
You are a part of me
Ever absent
but more than a memory
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