Constant Confliction and Contentment

I am moving

Yet, I am stagnant

Things, people, places all change

Yet everything is the same

I hear, I comprehend

But I cannot understand

I want to go, leave, and see

But I also want to stay


Conflict is inevitable

Nothing is ever Black or White

I live in the Gray area


Subtle Changes

A maddening drive for more

A constant unfulfilled need for change

A constant monotonous cycle

A never-ending maze

And the contentment that comes with it



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