The same shit repeating in on itself yet again
My constant inability to move from the past to be in the now
Or to want to care
Always feeling like I'm making myself do things outside of my being
Though knowing that a balance must be made and never feeling like that is being accomplished
The insanity of reality...
Yet we normalize this hellscape of an experience
To want to be more.. but morre what.. why do I always feel like I'm lying to myself..
But the lie is myself.. the lie of not doing
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