I have to tell my self that I actually haven't put myself into this odd dispare.
I communicate the meaning of my own obvious limitations to reality
and the world around me seems to say
'disregard the fallic notions you have of yourself'
As if I didn't want to bend myself to my own will,
as if I don't want to bend reality to my own will
And there is a desperation I can't get rid of and a civil war of sorts between the darkness and light within me.
I want nothing but to win myself.
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