Living an image
To someone’s eye
Not yours
Not mine
Life full
Of expectations
High
Unattainable
Yet I try
Striving to get there
Living as a stranger
Not really myself
Afraid to act alone
Pressure building up
Not knowing what to do
Expectations ever higher
Image ever as important
Never more lost
An ice cube
Not caring
Unemotional
Knowing what is wrong
Yet doing it
Living in a mask
Its here
There’s nothing I can do
I can’t stop this thing
This thing from coming
Its creeps closer and closer
I’m helpless to stop it from coming
Unwanted
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