i’m 27,
living a life thats lacking,
the only horse in the paddock,
that nobodys backing.
because i’m not equipped to win the race,
to play their game,
i’m mentally omnipotent,
but emotionally lame…
I’m in another slump,
growing increasingly disorientated,
My shell has weakened,
leaving uncovered a part of my Self that for years has been hated…
the side of Me which shows that my carefully constructed image is tragically over-rated..
cos im no Saint..
i’m more the fucking sinner..
I could lie and say i’ve just started been bad,
but in truth i’m no beginner….
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