Shadows painted on my face
desperation is no fun
my heart's a pit I'm trapped in
left to hope for impossible rescue.
People stare and pity
not like that's ever helped
just tossing more shovels to me
“dig a way out!”
They say anyone could do,
if only I would accept them,
but what's the point of grabbing a rope
that drops me in an even deeper pit?
Is there no happiness for the
uncompromising
no love for the dreamer
looking for something worth having
instead of what is easy?
-Zero
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