I would not be the first to say
that I have never felt this way:
a pressing need, desire in flux,
morality placed in a crux.
As men fall victim to their vice
and reality as cold as ice
they feel compelled to reconsider
everything that made them better.
Who can be everything they try to be?
Only those who only see what they want to see?
And when it comes time to face the facts
and one must retrace their tracks,
What is it that will push through,
and what is it that will fall away?
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