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I’ve been toiling over

This monumental decision

But my mind keeps clouding

My weary hearts vision

When will I learn

To do things right,

How am I able

To keep up this fight

How will I know

I’ve made the right decision

When all I can do

Is fuck up with such precision

I feel trapped in this haze

Of trying to make it all right,

But it feels like a losing battle

The harder I fight

I wish I could escape

This darkness and pain,

The more I try thinking

Makes me feel I’m insane

So the time is at hand

To finally choose

Will it be life or death

That sets me free of these blues