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Here I sit with a myriad of  potentials
None too impressive yet all worth it

Disappointed at myself
My sweet-sorry indecisive anima

My incomplete solution
My teary-eyed smiles

Knees weak, my body shivering
An utter loss of composure

Brilliantly masked from all the world
Using what is left of my innocence

Innocence! I smile and laugh inside
So comedic in a sense

Going straight to hell for all of this
Or at least that is my assumption

To the One so foreign
I wish it was easier to talk to you

To the One so forbidden
My honor binds me to say NO

To the One so far away
We are lost souls on opposite paths

To the One so mysterious
I fear your false insanity

To the One so experienced
History will keep us where we are

I am lost in every sense of the word
A victim of emotional deterioration

Fearing my decisions
Knowing what it could bring me

Blessed with so many possibilities
Cursed with the lack judgement

Cautious and Careless
Unable to take loss...