In It
I'm in it now
What you may ask?
I'm in a world of hurt
In a world of masks
Question their motives
Answers so bleak
Must stay strong willed
Cannot be weak
I'm in it now
A dedicated place
One more smile
To be ripped from my face
Words that are spoken
Every syllable heard
But actions speak louder
Of things less deserved
I'm in it now
I've asked for this madness
Within unknown territory
I'm finding more sadness
Confusion and wonder
Wander round my head
I'm walking blind
Am I alive or dead?
I'm in it now
I don't know what to do
It tears me apart
I feel so confused
I'm in it now
I will always be last
A fool to believe
The future could be unlike the past
Copyright © Gabriel Cutmore | Year Posted 2019
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