In your perfect plan you find a tear
you seem to be stuck somewhere.
Hiding between good and bad
you can't feel happy or sad.
Losing vision of your surroundings
in your ear you hear a distant ring.
Hopeful lights from your dark pit
memories that don't seem to fit.
Crashing into life itself
your only accomplishments go on a shelf.
You seem flawless from far away
but on the inside you have begun to decay.
Your only knowledge comes books
your only opinions comes from looks.
Your only feeling is desire
your only message is spit fire
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