Blurred Realities
Blurred Realities Cryptic, Faded, Vague.
Questionable behaviors are they mere fantasies ?
No one is perfect, inhale, exhale.
I finally accepted I'm not anyone's favorite person.
People may routinely tell me what's best for me
And pretend they care when their actions don't
match their words.
Living someone else's reality became distorted
At the battlefield of this mental war.
Oftentimes fatiguing to consume these decisions to
over-ride this reflectiveness of My Blurred Realities.
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