Who I Am


Every day I fail

The end looks better and better


If only I could mail

All my problems away


Release a single breath

And be freed of all my sorrow


Pop a meager bubble

And be liberated of my fears


But once we release these fears

What are we left with?


A walking, talking

Vessel with no sense of emotion


Every day I rejoice

For my failure is who I am


And what

Could be better?


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