Sunday

Suspended by the inability to be the one u want to be when the day goes by so quickly that the movement of motion doesn’t even make a ripple in the sea of banality.

Known reality that you can’t see beyond the statements made up of letters forming a label that confines you to a future you never would’ve chosen had you not chosen anything but me.

Who am I to say to you the choices you make now will change the dynamics of everything you thought you would be verses who you have become.

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