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I have no more

Spirit snuffed when I wasn’t looking

Everyone erased

Lacking in all and unsatisfied

Wandering through the haze

Just breathing and seeing

Interacting with the game

Trying to step cautiously

But not really caring to be tactful

Losing

Gaining some self but nothing to put it in

Lazy

Constantly running about and providing

So tired

Wanting to do everything I can

Blood on my hands – it’s mine

Where is it coming from?

How do I fix it?

Kept in memory, but not in time

All say such wondrous things

None are here to say it

All vindictive to each other

I am wrong for calling it out

Why play these games?

Why leave those you say you care for behind?

Just breathing and seeing

Reminded of when we all thought differently

Remember when we all agreed

No one really must have

I have no more

Everyone erased

Losing

Lazy

Tired

Breathing

Alive