stuck

how I absolutely hate being someone i don’t want to bedoing things and going to places i don’t want to seedon’t get me wrong i want to see everythingi want to see everything and never be hid from the truthbut i don’t want to be in a place i’ve been before doing the things i’ve accomplished prior, j want to be atryerwe all feel that way so why do we stay?why have we given up on the fightforgone what we know is rightsurpassed our capability of mightstuck stuck stuckold food in our mouthsour shoes on the groundnot doing things and going places we want to seenot being the person we want to be.stuck stuck stuckwell cut it out!get that food out your mouth!

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