Fcuk being sane.

A shit "poem". It's basically alot of thoughts that don't really make correct, full sentences, so I put it into stanzas.

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More often than not
I'm feeling all the burning
uncertainty in my life.

And I could ask you why
one hundred thousand times,
but I know that even when I
look you in the eye,
you can never give me an answer.

It's hard to say where it started
and when it ended (if it even did),
and I can ask all the questions
I want from anyone, even they
will not know.

And it's so hard to be honest;
it's so hard to find the truth
because, really, I'm all too weak
to take it.

I forget how lucky I am;
how disgustingly fortunate I
could be. When this is a revelation
I feel disappointed in myself.

Maybe that's the bigger problem,
I'm so unaware, I lose sight,
maybe sometimes I don't even care.
Don't forgive me, not until I forgive myself.

So this is to you, to everyone who I've
let down. This is to myself, because I'm
the one who I've been most abusive to.