Premeditated Sorrow

    

Disarray, Disorganization to say the least.

Free-for-all environment and pandemonius feats

Yet, normality is in order....How?

Commonality is fierce and delicate now more than ever

It’s admirable like the love you never cared to show

Manhood’s not taught, it’s earned, and YOU GAVE UP!!

I hate you for what you thought you knew.

Coward vicariously living through me

I didn’t ask for this,

Someway somehow I`m exactly who I want to be

This is me now. And I’m glad that it is.

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