



A look of glass stops you
And you walk on shaken: was I the perceived?
Did they notice me, this time, as I am,
Or is it postponed again?
Haha.
I feel like the raging storm in King Lear.
Perhaps I'm going mad like him.
Hello!
To the man up there.
Just how far are you going to push me?
Are u curious as to how far I can be pushed?
Or do u just want to deal the last straw to break me?
Because I am human, if u hadn't noticed FYI, I do have limitations.
And right now I feel edgy and on the brink of falling into the abyss called INSANITY.
How many more years of torment are u going to award me with?
I'm so tired, really, I am so friggin' tired.
And all u do is make me feel so friggin' helpless.
Throwing and shoving things blantantly in my face isn't making me stronger anymore.
Its just chipping away bits of my spirit like the woodpecker on wood.

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