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I think that I could write a master class on how to never be successful
I believe I have the knowledge to instruct on avoiding success.
I vent what I regret but I detest being a handful
I express my regrets but dislike being a burden.
It's a crowded sea of fish and I get caught inside the weeds
I feel overwhelmed in a competitive environment, struggling to stand out.
Protesting my existence while I gather all its needs
Resisting my existence while fulfilling its necessities.
And how offensive
Expressing the offensiveness of self-centered thoughts.
To all contingent cells up in the sky, to often act on solipsistic thoughts when surely hope suffices
Commenting on the tendency to focus on personal thoughts rather than communal hope.
With your vices and your patterns one would think you'd be content
Despite having vices and patterns, contentment remains elusive.
But human nature bears a massive weight and so I get it
Understanding the burdensome nature of human instincts.
How beknowst, of self you are to cancel out the noise
Advising to ignore distractions and noise about oneself.
You should be proud of what you are, and how you come across as poised
Encouraging pride in one's identity and presentation.
And gone from crashing on the couch, to writing poems to heal your wounds
Reflecting on personal growth from difficult times to creative expressions.
And over stepping boundaries as a tool is nothing new, just hold your head up
Acknowledging the use of boundaries as a tool for personal development.
A younger you would give you more perspective
Encouraging a younger self to gain perspective on life.
They would bask inside the glow of who you are, it's not pretend
Highlighting the authenticity of one's character for self-appreciation.
And how dependent
Emphasizing dependence on closure for emotional well-being.
We've all become for closure just to visit
Observing societal reliance on closure despite its elusive nature.
But growing old should never be a chore because it's a privilege I know
Viewing aging as a privilege rather than a burden.
Slowly but surely I'm fine
Expressing a gradual acceptance and feeling at home.
Slowly but surely I'm fine
-Slowly but surely I'm fine
-I know, I'm home
-When I was ten I shot a bird with a beebee gun for reasons that I can't explain
Recalling a childhood incident with a bird and reflecting on its impact.
I watched it fall down to the ground and then it flew away
-I just laughed it off, and went about my merry way
-But I can't help but think about the seeds it planted in my brain
-Like my impulses can't be trusted for a minute
Acknowledging a lack of trust in impulsive actions.
And cruelty can dig into beyond the scientific
Reflecting on the potential for cruelty and the forgiving nature of life.
And life is nothing else if not a series of near misses
-And roots can only grow as much as soil is forgiving
-So know to soften up won't break apart the niche that you inhabit
Advising to maintain a balance without breaking one's habits.
The fossils buried in the ground would love to have your habbits
-I spent so long believing passion was imagined
Reevaluating beliefs about passion and love, acknowledging change.
And love was quantified in subtle ways for me to ration
-I've never been so proud to say you changed my mind and I was wrong
-I'm scared to death, but taught myself to just embrace the fall
Overcoming fear by embracing challenges and personal growth.
So know to hold on to yourself is just to let it go
Suggesting that holding onto oneself involves letting go.
Been toe to toe with any feeling I could feel so I know
Confronting and experiencing various emotions, gaining self-awareness.
Slowly but surely I'm fine
Reiterating a gradual process of becoming fine and feeling at home.
Slowly but surely I'm fine
-Slowly but surely I'm fine
-I know, I'm home
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