This is all my fault
I failed at my obligation
Pretended to have good vibes
Then danced to the wrong tunes
Melodies of the storm
I failed.
Picked an expired paint
Considered the wrong colour
Chose the wrong drawing
Thus fake art
I failed.
My whole brain is perforated
Seems like my senses are leaking
I am becoming heartless
The sense of care is now less
An inhumane human
A being without control.
©desertsnow
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