Sweet Spot
Something for the world to see,
Preposterous assumptions they have made of me,
clinging to the chatter going around,
I have spent many days in doubt.
Doubt eats you in the day n lets you weep at night,
The mask of sobriety is one that weighs a rial and
costs a pound,
Face marks are now visible over n out.
Black circles are around,
Floating but feel I'm drowned,
even rationale doesn't seem sound,
Praying with an atheist mind,
Kept it going still behind.
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