Sometimes I think that being

Aware is the loneliest feeling

I’m always able to see bigger than

What I am or what people see, which

You would think would be a blessing but

Honestly this perspective is overwhelming

I’m always prepared, I’m two steps ahead

But I’m perilously lost in my own head

Often being so aimless as to accomplish

Nothing instead, then feeling like a sham

Hoping for death, knowing too well I’d be

Better off doing anything than that, so I persist —

And the misery makes a rhythm in my head

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