Living Proof

All I need, groceries
This may be my last meal
If living is a gamble
You know just how I feel
I have not seen light
For a time span far gone
What is now weakening
Had once built me strong
The empire of nothing
Alone in my own thinking
Never second thoughts
When it could be sinking
Money seemed a friend
We just became too close
What does it buy here
When I become your ghost
Led astray, put under
Aired out as if some rug
Treated like I became
A pestilent, trivial bug
I never fought enough
Hoping dreams held truth
Imagine how revealing
It is being living proof

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