I try to escape a feeling,
& I know you know it too,
that the world’s at your fingertips
& you can fuck it if you so choose.
But I’m afraid of something,
something up above,
that tells me, “no, no, no,
you are not enough.”
You are not enough.
You are not enough.
So I got outta the way,
to sulk, to reflect,
to find a way to have faith.
I thought it was OK.
Thought it was OK.
Thought it was OK.
But, but, why can’t I breath?
Choices I didn’t make.
Living a life that
I’m watching from the outside.
The world’s at my fingertips.
I’ll fuck it if I so choose.
You can stare or look away.
You can tell me you’re not afraid.
But don’t be late, time won’t wait.
Enough is enough, to read & meditate.
You’ll never know it all.
Greed is your downfall.
You’ll never be loved
like you are now.
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