I want everything that is beyond reach
Chasing everything my fingertips brush
My mind, emotions, intellect
All are stunted and stifled
By my mind, emotions, intellect
There is so much desired
I don’t deserve it all
But I strive to earn
I feed myself poisons
Trying to bury the want
With chemical stimulation
Self-loathing remains
Learning to love myself again
O see hop in that last line.
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I meant, I see Hope.
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