I’ve been living life without my center for far too long, I thought sheer will would get me by, that I was strong, Just alone here with my Ego listening to my ID, While behind the mask of Super Ego I chose to hid, But I’m quickly seeing I need some emergency introspection, Or at the very least a forceful intervention, It’s so damn hard to see the light when in the shadow of self-doubt, I thought I could get by but I fail no matter how long I hold out, Somebody toss me a line to pull me out of this mire, To say I don’t need help would be making me a liar, I pity the person that tries to repair this broken heart, Because no matter what it seems to continue to fall apart.
Falling Apart
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