Want to hear something deep?
Somehow I knew,
Deep down,
Everything was going to be messed up.
Too deep?
I look at the up part.
Part of me says so.
So,
What?
I was considered a so so individual.
A set fine to fail.
Somehow I knew,
But I couldn't stop myself.
I tried to take charge,
Hearing mockeries become sickeningly new,
To pay deep.
I was -
I am -
Good.
The system can make or break you.
But there I was -
Here I am.
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Midnight Blue
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