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Skill Will

I lacked the skill when I had the will I lack the will now I have the skill I’ve spent my whole life standing still You think I’m rhyming? Nope it’s real I can’t control the way I think I can’t control the way I feel And I do not resort to drink depressed but I don’t use a pill making sense and caring less I’ve the will but not the skill Confusion breeding pettiness I want to move I’m standing still Emotions high Reality’s low motive dies Sanity goes I wish my thoughts untangled mess I can’t control the way I feel To get by I’m now caring less Acquired skill and lost the will

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