Surrounded
I'm to vague to remember why
I'm so soft to stay strong
an oblivion of doubt
This may end when it starts pour out
My tendencies, my shortcomings
My anxieties off and running
Acting right when i thought i was wrong
Hoping time passes me by
Copyright © Milton Batchelor | Year Posted 2024
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