That Fear In the Back of Your Mind...
Who is to question who I am?
And for what I do?
I'll tell you who I am.
I'm the one you wish you knew in all your sorrow,
gather with me while you wallow.
There is no fake recognition of your causality,
accept and swallow your reality.
I don't play games even though you wish I would,
I feed off of all that is anything but good.
No mistaking me for who I am or cease to be.
I'm that fear in the back of your mind.
If you can't see me then you are truly blind.
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