Lapse


Who I am again?
Something from an emotion, from a bind?
Perhaps an enigma?
No, maybe a fellow friend...
I could be a monster, nah
Maybe I was once a brave being?
Sacked and cracked by life?
Bored and broken through fate and devotion...
That might be right...

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But If these things make me feel bad, may I`ll forget again...
Maybe I can make better things under a pen name, a forgettable one...
Why a forgettable one?
Why forget the bad times, they can make me see errors, right?
I can correct errors, right?
I can fix things, right?
I can forget, and relearn
I can enjoy forgetting pain
I can question my doubts, I could...
I`ll just forget my name, then redo my best
...I`ll, undo my bind and cling to what it what is, then?
Who I am again?...