Letting Go

So many knives

So many cuts

So many ways to make you proud

Classes are over

Gotta go to work

Gotta make it on time

Didn’t ask for this (way of living)

Gotta get up in the morning

Set the alarm

See the sunrise

See another day

Just want to find my way

Follow my path

Construct the dream

It’s a struggle

To carry this weight

To share with you

I don’t want to burden you

You all - All of you

Punching the clock

Taking a swig

Falling down the stairs

Tripping over my thoughts

Cycling through the predictions

Smarten up

Hanging on to the last piece of rope

The thread is so thin

Temptation is at its all-time high

For the easier way out

Giving up on hope

Sometimes,

You must let go of the wind

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