I'm told that I bite my nails because i'm anxious, but for the life of me i cant find a reason to be anxious. Expecting or Awaiting. Or maybe just waiting.
All the coffee and aspartame I can find won't wash the taste of failure from my mouth.
The metallic taste like boredom stays on the lips like a kiss you don't want.
I'm tired of blaming twenty something confusion. I dont need an excuse anymore. God knows I deserve it, God knows.
Believing IN is not enough. Why can't I believe God? Have I been let down before?
What's another word for hopeless?
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As Iron Sharpens Iron
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- Seaner
- I am infinite, Or so I'd like to believe, sometimes I believe that we are all destined for something better, sometimes I believe we are destined for dirt. Sometimes I'd just like to believe.
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