what am I
why cant I tell what I want
must it all feel so pointless
I progress, unsatisfied with success
in many of my endeavors
what more do I need
what concept do I fail to grasp
trapped by the consequences
of actions wrought with deception
wrestling with a slow death of self
"It's for the best"
but fear still grips me tight
as I become something I'm not
a stepping stone
maybe when changes come
I won't feel so alone
when we are together
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