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Accepting Reality
Yes my pride grows, LOLO said this, I ignored. I remember I had flaws, Still do, I get bored After a while, every time It grows, Sweet and bitter as lime. Yes I'm the tumor, Now I know this, That voice Has been talking again, not a rumor. Watched my relationships die, didn't have a choice, Yes I did, some would argue, But I'm the tumor, wish I could be You. Yes I'm lonely, Insecure. Your call. Have been, still am. I rush Into relationships not afraid to fall, When I do I cry hard, hush! My brain tells my heart, You're all alone but I'm here to give you a pat. Yes, I'm broken. Painful but true. I know Its me, but I don't know me. Sometimes it feels like inside me there's two, Or more, each wants to be free, That is why I cannot commit to one, You broken chap, there's nothing new under the sun. Yes I'm an addict, the weight Finally lifted. Been searching for a high, Spiritual and physical, wait, There's a price. Depression. Still want to buy? Reach out for the loose change, I fell for it again. But hey, an addict doesn't bargain. Yes, I'm afraid, Not of the dark, There's no one To go home to, not even a maid To talk my heart-out to, I'm my only fan. It is the price I have to pay, I know this, Poor soul, will you ever know peace?
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