The disappointment, And regrets, Rise in my chest, All the positivity dissipates, And the passive voices appear.
My life's a chaos, Stuck in the middle, Standing at the door, With no place to call home, Outside the rain pours.
The searing pain, Bubbles up inside me, And comes out as, Stream of tears, A silent scream, And an unheard plea.
The frustration grows, As I let myself down, Pulling away from the hug, Of the hopes that I set.
Drowning in my fears, Gasping for a way, Trying to stay up, As my insecurities pulls me down.
Fighting the failure seems like, I'm the one who'll fail, With no scope of bail, I will exist as the negative of infinity, And the world will keep looking for me in the positivity.
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