Unfulfilled Potential
My words can’t translate
The eyes of the world wait
Hesitation catches in my throat
I can’t read or see
Something else has control of what I’ll be
Stumble around in the dark space I occupy
My life flips across my mind
What shall become of me?
These forces are forcing a blank that is drawn
The interpretation of my thoughts has come to a pause
Where is my remedy?
My emotions and soul aren’t on one accord
The actions I take make less sense than a chessboard
What shall become of me?
I turn to the elders that know less
I turn to a world of lunatics and madmen
Do you know what I see?
Insanity
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