Your Choice

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Where do you go sometimes in your mind while we are together?

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Where do you go in your mind when you are out with others?

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Where in your mind do you go when you are home alone?

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I wonder

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Though I’m pretty sure I don’t need to know, I suspect I do

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You go and stare back at you.

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You go and stare at the mistakes you’ve made, regrets that lay on your skin.

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You go to stare at the single thing in this vapid world that you hold true and sacred

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The so-called real you, broken and foolish

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Breaking and breaking others.

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You see me broken and breaking others as well, and this is true; I can’t deny.

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And to you, this proves you right; that I am worthless, and you are worthless too.

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But I am here, right now, here trying.

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Broken but trying

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Breaking others but trying not to break in vain but with intention, so I am not lying.

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And surely, I am not lying in what you think is fate

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And look, we both are here

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Seldom with a choice.

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But again, both are here with calluses, and soft hands and a voice.

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So fight with me because I’m willing to do whatever it takes.

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Or live in your most cherished lies to never escape.

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