I’m nothing different than an animal that reacts in fight or flight when it comes to danger,
I’m only myself who holds in a hand a dagger
Long enough to take my life like how Juliet took hers.
Will then I have enough attention?
Will time proof me wrong?
I guess I’m just faking to be poetic,
I guess I’m a bit bored.
The topic repeats itself over and over again,
Alike how history does the same.
I’m stuck in the cycle over and over again,
I wonder if there’s an exit.
Human minds are built to grow,
Like how mouth is used to speak.
I wish I can be more confident.
I wish I have someone to trust,
And catch me when I fall.
6/18/2024
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