The Admission

Just letting off some steam. When you're too much of a disappointment to yourself. 

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I'm finding myself below

and I can see the light above

From a small opening

Twenty feet above me

I can scratch and claw

To try and reach liberty

But the walls are too slippery

And honestly,

The light has lost appeal to me

Would you believe

I've been here for years

And I've had hands try to pull me 

up from the floor

For a moment I'd believe

That they could help me stand

But a cripple can walk farther

than the weak-willed, abled man

I'd cry for help in darkness

where I know no one could hear

In case somebody does come

I would run away in fear

I pretend to be a lion

When inside I'm a helpless prey

Haunted by the absence

of something to chase

Sympathy repels me

Yet, it's what I need

Before someone sees my frailties

I would cut the strings

I'll entrance you with music

Wear pride as a disguise

A smokescreen of lies

Hide this fraud from your eyes

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P.S. I'm okay. LOL. People should know my writings are blown-up, exaggerated versions of my actual feelings. So yeah, I'm good. I'll be grateful if I can wake up tomorrow to start again. ;)

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