Poetry · Writing


Careful when looking beyond your view

blinded by infinite leisure.

Careful with your obsessions

sayin’ we will never be free.

If you can never change

it’s a deliverance

give up on giving up

you better hold on.

Trust me when I tell you ’bout my own dream

made my mind up long ago.

Trust me that I struggle with my own destruction

building up and letting go.

Look in my eyes

like you mean it

look in my eyes

like a mirror.

Like you mean it


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