I Doubt It
Smothered by doubt,
I claw to get out,
Scraping away shouting,
'What's this all about?"
Falling outside the lines,
They say I'm divine,
Yet I'm trapped in a vine,
Intertwined in a timeline,
That I didn't design,
I'm feeling benign,
Refining my reality,
Into a day I want to see,
I awaken only to find me,
Standing before the key,
That unlocks the mystery,
As history repeats itself,
Selfish desires rise,
Lighting fire to the prize,
My inner child cries,
I shout for my demise,
I'm wise to the trendsetter,
Doubting I could make it better,
Writing letters to the editor,
Trying to stop the predator,
Creditors knocking on the door,
Floored by the cost to be,
I hold the key to more,
I'm exploring what I'm here for,
Smothered by a need for more,
I fall back to the floor,
Stored emotions pour out,
Again I'm doubting what it's all about.
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