Let Things Be
Continuing going over, and over again, in one's entire mind,
trying to figure out, the exact actual reason, that is directly behind.
The whole ordeal, the claim, for the enormous all,
however, not receiving an answer, nothing but, a brick wall.
Onward punishing, one's self, to remember, and wondering, the why,
making one to feel, extremely hopeless, and wanting, to sadly cry.
Always having to live, without really, getting to truly know,
becoming hard, not realizing, why things, are then, made so.
Becoming ferociously tired, in playing, the ongoing, repeating game,
when one tries, so hard, and yet things, still end up, the same.
Questioning, if in one's life, will one, from this, ever be set free,
or is one, destined, to become, and to always, let things be.
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