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Stagnantly here looking around but all i see is darkness screaming for help but nobody hears me in a sea of darkness crowded by people yet no one is around looking for more information but my ignorance astounds me the unknown is profounding.
But still i climb a latter with no steps to get to a place that makes me exclusive accepted a place of belonging but strongly i rebel untrapped from social hell where alll the cookie cutter Barbie dolls dwell
But I'm made of flesh built up on emotions love and stress and none the less i still clamer clusily to this invisible positioning of acceptance Who am i suppose to be here at 30 i thought that this yellow brick road that i set out on would someday lead to the emerald city but walking through this foggy forest where the light is absent and the fear is present that i might fall at any giving second knowing that the helping hands the i SHOULD depend on is only a mirage' a facde that tricks me to believe that i should put my trust in you as they leads me deeper in the fog
Damn sho ain't Kansas anymore
Toe-Toe turns out to be not a dog but a snake and auntie Em was the witch the whole time blocking the sun and creating the darkness in the first place
but at this point in my life I should know better be more clever and forest should be cleared but i'm stagnantly standing wondering how'd a tornado bring my here?
