25 september 2015

Habits

I move in circles around you
I will admit there's a pattern
One I've created myself

I always expected to fail

I need some distance to step out of line

So grant me this wish and meet me back here in a year
If we still exist, I can let go of my fear
Fear of normalcy
Fear of the solid walls of our future and let go of my past

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