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I’ve always felt such a strong need to feel and not just seem to have this sense of stoic decorum

A noble and well worded image

Although I feel it’s served me

I’m oft submerged by self edifying and vying

Striving for an ideal, feeling like I’m dying

While it’s made me strong on some level it reminds me

Of the idea a drunk fool might survive a wreck

While someone who is too ridgid would break

But it’s not too late to adapt and grow

Only I’m too hard on myself again and it shows

If maybe I just balance it’ll all come together

Like an alligning of energy

Or maybe still I’m doing fine and I just need to realize

I am overthinking myself but it’s okay

I’m on my way and the journey is an adventure