Foolish One
Foolish one how long will you sit in that stuper worrying about what should or shouldn't had happened in your life.
Will you continue to lie there in that foolish state until you can no longer escape.
Foolish one you wear your past well, like an old comforble shoe that continues to console you.
Tell me how long will you let your loved ones pay the price because self pitty feel so nice.
Your brain still has the ability to dream what can actually be, but your fears has become so great that rigor mortis has set in and now refuses to let you escape
As you seek profection to get the approval from those who are too self-absorbed to even know you exist.
It is clear to me how foolish one can be because he refuses to see the beauti inside of thee.
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