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i’m not lazy… i’m tired… i’m tired of searching for myself in the world when i was right here the whole time, looking past myself i couldn’t see clear, i was so blind well of course i’m tired i spent too much time chasing this false version of me, and now i wanna sleep... you wanna call me a sloth when you’re the reason i was running in the first place, tryna get to first place, when everyone else was in a different competition it was me against me and no one was winning i didn’t realise i was working against myself cause then maybe things would have been different and i wouldn’t be in this position thinking something was missing creating my own mental prison tryna get you to listen, when i wasn’t hearing me… it’s tiring living up to be the person you wanted me to be i’m not lazy… i’m tired… i’m tired of searching for myself in the world, when i was right here the whole time
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Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 2:29 PM UTC
I was right here the whole time
i’m not lazy… i’m tired… i’m tired of searching for myself in the world when i was right here the whole time, looking past myself i couldn’t see clear, i was so blind well of course i’m tired i spent too much time chasing this false version of me, and now i wanna sleep... you wanna call me a sloth when you’re the reason i was running in the first place, tryna get to first place, when everyone else was in a different competition it was me against me and no one was winning i didn’t realise i was working against myself cause then maybe things would have been different and i wouldn’t be in this position thinking something was missing creating my own mental prison tryna get you to listen, when i wasn’t hearing me… it’s tiring living up to be the person you wanted me to be i’m not lazy… i’m tired… i’m tired of searching for myself in the world, when i was right here the whole time
The Seven Sins by Johanna, on Amazon
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Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 2:29 PM UTC
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