Playing catch-up with my aspirations
I've been left behind in the race
Unrested, I try sleeping through it
You still haunt me every other night
Borrowed notes from father time
Living a high risk game
The separation still lingers
Ghosts that refuse to die
Why are they so alluring
What disorder drives me to ruin?
Cancers growing within me
Self efficacy the only motto
Doxxing myself through poetry
Hopped up on the juice
Fidgeting like a nony mouse
Politely decline to comment
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