1. Deflate

I'm stir crazy

Tampering with fate

What a trait.

Too hasty

Disturbing calm steady waters

It's pure pother

Ruining a fresh clean slate.

All I do is postulate.

Causing myself the aches,

Pangs and strains.

I deflate.

By the time I contemplate the mistakes I blame onto others

It's too late.

I burn the bridges that I desperately wait for,

Wail for,

Debate for.

What a trait.

I display a fake

I feel ashamed

I'm the one causing my pain.

So I deflate.

But I'd probably gain

If I campaigned

As much as I complain.

What a trait.





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