Splash
I am a bit.
Of this and that.
Amateur of life
and passion.
Hypocrite.
Lazy shadow.
I create realities
that won't hurt me much
for I do not fit to what is.
Projecting untouchable images.
Wasting time.
Don't do it with me.
It's the only thing we can do together
besides anticipating death.
And not doing it alone
with voices in your head
just kills the mood.
You all just leave and shut the door.
Wannabe takes a leap,
slowly drifting in the air.
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